Everyone in the Moretti Family knew Angus Moretti was head over heels for me.   Everyone thought we'd spend the rest of our lives happily married, and I believed it too.   That all changed the day I received a photo.   In the picture, a wild, shameless woman covered from head to toe in obvious hickeys was curled up snugly in Angus's arms.   She followed it with a message, blatantly taunting me.   Unknown: Angus says only a wild, sexy chick like me can satisfy him. You? You're a stale baguette that's been sitting out for days, dry, crusty, and completely unappetizing.   Unknown: If something isn't even edible, it belongs in the trash, right, Lilia?   I deleted the photo and messages, my face completely expressionless. Then I dialed a number.   I said, "Come get me in 7 days."