Scars of Love
"Surprised to see you. Most people don't make it within a mile of their ex-fiancé on wedding day."
I tried to force a weak smile. "A huge fan of being most people."
"No," she said, tilting her head to the right. "You got a night of passion confused with love. Don't worry, darling. Jake's moved on. We both have."
Her laugh was broad, booming and coarse. The sort of laughter that would have the other women in hysterics, be on the winning team.
I did not say anything. I simply stood and told her to her face, "Congratulations, Cassandra. I hope you get everything that is coming to you."