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I drop him.

He teeters on his feet and doesn’t fall, but to my utter satisfaction, he’s gone whiter than a ghost.

“Do I need to repeat myself?” My vision is getting foggy again. My head is getting light.

But I fucking did it.

I stood up to him.

“So you sleep with a woman—” he starts, but he doesn’t finish.

“You’ve already used that line, you twatopotamus,” Sabrina says. “Say one more syllable and everyone finds out what you did the night your wedding didn’t happen.”

“What did he do, Sabrina?” one of the triplets calls from one corner.

“You haven’t told us yet,” another of the triplets calls from the opposite corner.

Iris bustles over to us. “Chandler Sullivan, you arebooted. Get out.Get out, before I get your grandfather. And your parents. AndEmma.”

Sabrina sucks in a breath.

So do half the people in the room.

Chandler blinks.

Then blinks again.

“Where’s Emma?” he asks.

“None of your goddamn business,” I growl through the dots in my vision.

“He slept with a reality TV star that he found on the beach an hour after the wedding didn’t happen,” Sabrina tells the entire room. “Leave, or I’m going back to what you did to Bean & Nugget when Grandma died.”

He glowers at her.

“I’d do what the lady says,” I say, not liking the way I need to grip the chair to hold myself up, but I’m doing it. I’m holding myself up and I’m pretty sure I’m glaring directly at him.

“Fucker, I thought we were friends.”

“Friends don’t destroy their friends’ lives and then let everyone else take the blame for it.”

“Maybe you can find some new friends at McDonald’s,” Sabrina says.

McDonald’s? There’s not a McDonald’s here.

That’s random.

That’stoorandom.

That’s—holy shit.

Aunt Applebee and Uncle Five Guys are secretly having an open marriage because they can’t stand each other or their dear child Little McDonald.

“His parents’ marriage—” I start, and then the most beautiful thing in the world happens.

Chandler Sullivan squeaks in actual fear.

He squeaks. And he shrinks. And he goes red in the face. “Shut your—” he starts, but I take a menacing step toward him and he shrinks even further.