My Love is Getting Married to Somebody Else

Mrs. Robinson offered me $10 million to leave her son. I had always believed that Dave Robinson and I shared a profound bond, so I thought it would be harmless to mention her offer as a joke.

But everything changed when I accidentally answered a phone call intended for him. A woman's voice chimed in on the other end.

“Dave, do you think gold-plated or solid-colored wedding invitations are better?”

In that instant, it felt as if I had plunged into icy waters. He was getting married. The reality hit me hard—what was I to him?