The Invitation He Thought Would Intimidate Her
The wedding invitation arrived on a rainy Tuesday morning inside a cream-colored envelope embossed with gold lettering.
Camille Barrett recognized the sender before she even flipped it over.
Gavin Rourke and Mallory Keene request the pleasure of your company as they celebrate their marriage.
Standing quietly beside the marble kitchen counter in her Chicago penthouse, Camille read the words twice. Gavin had always believed that elegant stationery could disguise cruelty.
Four years earlier, he had ended their marriage in a courtroom filled with people who had already accepted his version of events. He convinced everyone that Camille had failed him because she could not give him the family he deserved.
Now he was marrying the woman who had sat behind him during the divorce hearing, smiling as though Camille’s heartbreak had been a trophy she had earned.
A small hand rested against Camille’s dress.
