Chapter Six: One Last ChanceThe wedding was three days away when she got a phone call from Charlotte.
“Hello?”
“So… you never did tell me how you felt.”
“How I felt about what?”
“Oh, come on now, little sis! What’s been on my mind ever since I met him?”
“Anton,” Cindy said, prepared to bite her tongue. “Well… he’s interesting.”
“Translation: you don’t like him.”
Cindy thought about launching into a tirade and exposing everything. Anton’s arrogance. His insistence on not having kids. The anger he could barely conceal even during a three-minute conversation. But this was not what Charlotte wanted – or needed – to hear. She needed the support of a friend. And if it meant she had to lie, Cindy was ready to do that. “No, no! He’s interesting in a good way. Very strong, hardworking. He’ll
