Sister Said ‘My Fiancé’s Dad Is A Fede…

crying again.

“That’s what I thought,” I said quietly.

Jason returned to the table before Clare could respond. He’d been at the bar with his mother, their conversation looking tense.

“Clare, we need to go,” he said.

“But the dinner—”

“Is over for us.”

He looked at me.

“Judge Rivera, I’m sorry for how this evening went. You deserved better.”

“Thank you.”

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