My Father Married My Aunt After My Mom Died — Then at the Wedding, My Brother Said, “Dad Isn’t Who He Pretends to Be”

“What are you talking about?”

Robert glanced back toward the reception. At the smiling guests. At our father.

“I’m saying,” he whispered, “this wedding didn’t start after Mom died.”

I opened my mouth, but he lifted a hand. “Not here. We need privacy. And time. Because once I tell you what’s in that letter…”

He placed the envelope in my hand.

“…you’ll understand that Mom knew she was being betrayed while she was dying.”

Behind us, the music grew louder.

Someone lit sparklers.

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