He took a deep breath, steeling himself for the bombshell he was about to drop. “David isn’t who he says he is,” he finally confessed, his gaze unwavering.

I blinked, trying to process his words. “What do you mean? He’s always been good to Emily, to all of us.”

“I know he seems that way,” Dad replied, his voice laced with a mixture of frustration and regret. “But there are things about his past, things he’s hidden. I didn’t find out until after the rehearsal dinner last night. I got a call from an old friend who’s a private investigator.”