ir of our living room. Brian looked horr

ame back, and then at the end of the year, I' d get access to millions. We could pay for the wedding, pay off all our debts, buy a

. The prospect of millions was far more appea

lking about?" she a

d, plucking a number out of thin air that was high enough

tant. "Divorce? Mar

of paper. Are you going to let a piece of paper stand between this family a

g deposits?" Ryan whined.

I said, feigning concern. "The money won' t come through

Just enough to cover the deposits and the ring. It' s a short-term loan. As soon as my trust fund comes in, the ve

temporary risk for an eno

itate. "Fine. I' ll c

promise of a future free from financial worry, finall

e standing in front of a clerk, signing the dissolution of our marria

It' s just for a little while," he whispered, reassuring himself m

real to my father' s lawyers, I should probably move out. Just temporar

ady spending the million

ns, it was dripping with white roses and crystal chandeliers. Gabrielle was radiant in a ridiculously expensive couture gown, the two-ca

e the bill later. The truth was, I had paid only the initial ten percent deposit with Carol' s mortgaged

a stern-looking man with a clipboard, approached the

g. If you' ll just come with me to the office,

alk to my former sister-in-law, M

s turne