What it is about
On my wedding day, my husband's ex-girlfriends showed up like a coordinated squad.
I glared at Adam, but he just looked smug.
"I just wanted to reminisce about my past conquests before settling down," he said, puffing out his chest.
Then, these women started sharing intimate details about their past relationships with him.
I forced myself through the ceremony, barely holding back my rage. But that night, they stormed into my room, practically dragging Adam away to a hotel.
