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over you?”
    â€œOh, God,” I say, “is that what everyone’s going to be saying at the premiere? Why would he want to be with her when he could be with Ava?”
    â€œOh, don’t be silly, sweetie,” Vanessa says, looking at me. “We’re not going to be invited to the premiere.”
    â€œMy husband, Trip, was so inspired by the story of his ex coming to the wedding that he decided that it would make a great movie.” That Ava doesn’t answer Lara’s question and begins posturing makes me think that maybe Trip gave her a script for this interview. “She came with her gorgeous Scottish fiancé, so everything worked out in the end. It’s a story about love and friendship. And life’s special moments.”
    â€œThis is beginning to sound like a tampon commercial,” Vanessa says, taking a ladylike sip of her margarita. She’s still on her first of the night. I’m already pouring number three.
    â€œThis is so humiliating,” I say, “I can never leave my apartment again.”
    â€œNo one’s even going to see the stupid movie,” Vanessa says, “don’t be ridiculous. This whole thing will blow over in minutes.”
    â€œMaybe the movie will be bad,” I say. “Maybe no one will see it!”
    â€œI’m sure no one will,” she says, and clicks the television off. “And it will be forgotten before you can even say ‘straight to VOD.’”
    â€œReally?” I ask. “You really think that?”
    â€œSure,” Vanessa says, filling up my margarita glass. “Of course I do.”
    â€œI guess I should be looking on the bright side,” I say, taking a handful of popcorn. “My one saving grace is that Douglas hasn’t found out. It’s bad enough that I’ve been humiliated in front of Jack. In fact, this whole thing has actually been a test of how much he truly loves me.”
    â€œAnd he still wants to marry you after all this. He passed,” Vanessa says. “With flying colors.”
    â€œTrue,” I say. “But if Douglas found out about this whole mess…. Well, let’s just say that Douglas doesn’t have as good of a sense of humor about things. He would really torture me about this.”
    â€œYou don’t have to remind me about how awful Douglas was,” Vanessa says. “I remember.”
    â€œWell, then, can I remind you about how wonderful Jack is?”
    â€œLet’s just make a toast,” Vanessa says, and raises her margarita glass. “To Douglas never finding out about all of this.”
    â€œHere, here,” I say.
    So, now all I need is for Douglas to never watch Entertainment Tonight or deign to go see a chick flick. Piece of cake, right?

Chapter Six
    â€œExcuse me, miss, but do I know you?” a handsome man asks me just as I’m about to enter my office building.
    â€œNo, I don’t think so,” I say with a smile. Normally, New Yorkers don’t talk to each other on the street, but I wouldn’t want to be rude. And it’s not just because he’s good looking; I’m not superficial like that. You see, I would speak to a stranger even if he wasn’t attractive. I just so happen to be the exception to that New York rule. Well, okay, I wouldn’t speak to a stranger if he looked like he was deranged or something. I mean, that could be dangerous. But a stranger who was average looking? Yes, I would definitely talk to that stranger. If he was handsome and wearing a great suit and had a really really really nice smile, well, that would just be a bonus. A big, gorgeous well-dressed bonus. But, I digress.
    â€œAre you sure I don’t know you?” he asks and I can’t help but laugh, as I continue walking into the building.
    â€œSorry,” I say, pushing through the big double doors of my laws firm’s office building, “but I’m engaged.”
    How much