“They Skipped My Wedding for a Vacation… Until They Learned the Truth About the Man I Married”

alone instead of celebrating with your fiancé.”

She was right, of course. Mark had given me space tonight, reading my need for solitude with his usual accuracy. But that didn’t mean I should be wallowing.

The next morning, I met Mark for breakfast at the base commissary. He was already there, reading through classified briefings on a tablet.

“Morning,continue reading …