I got divorced when I found out my husband gave me two tickets for my first love.

My client wanted her wedding dress to be light and romantic.

"We're getting married in Santorini, the ultimate wedding destination!"

I smiled and agreed, but my heart felt like it was plunged into ice water.

Just yesterday, I’d discovered a secret Leo had hidden deep in his bookshelf.

Two plane tickets to Santorini from five years ago.

One was his.

The other belonged to a woman named Luna.

On the back of the tickets, in Leo’s handwriting: "For your most romantic wedding."

But he had explicitly told me that weddings were cliché and a hassle.