Dinner Turned Awkward When My Sister’s Boyfriend Mocked Me—So I Ended It With One Tap

I don’t—”

“Morrison,” I supplied. “Claire Morrison. Does that name sound familiar to you?”

Something flickered in his eyes. Uncertainty. “I don’t think so?”

“You wouldn’t,” I said. “We’ve only been in about fifteen meetings together over the past three months. But I use my maiden name at work—Claire Henderson. Does that ring a bell?”

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