Julian turned toward me.
“There’s something your father never told you.”
My father stared at my fiancé as though he had seen someone return from the dead.
“You’re Leonard’s son. You were only a little boy the last time I saw you.”
Whispers spread across the pews.
“What is happening?” I asked desperately.
Neither man answered.
Elise, my maid of honor, rushed over quickly. “Everyone, please remain seated. We just need a moment.”
I pulled Dad into a small office near the hallway.
“Tell me the truth.”
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