ALEX
Ryan Chen was the kind of friend who said the thing nobody wanted to hear.
"So let me get this straight." Ryan set down his coffee, his expression somewhere between pity and disbelief. "She left you. You spent two weeks posting revenge photos with your secretary. And now you're telling me she was cheating with some guy named Kevin."
"Emmy saw them together."
"Kevin what?"
Alex opened his mouth. Closed it. He realized, with a sickening lurch, that he'd never asked Kevin's last name.
Ryan pulled out his phone, scrolled for thirty seconds, and turned the screen around. A wedding photo. Kevin—the same Kevin—in a tuxedo, arm around a smiling bride, surrounded by family.
"Kevin Park. He married Jess Park last spring. You were invited to the wedding, by the way—your wife skipped it to
