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Fake Marriage short stories

A contract, a deadline, and feelings nobody signed up for. Thirty seconds each.

Fake Marriage

Ninety-day fake marriage. Day eighty-eight, he asked what it cost to break the contract — then corrected himself.

Clause 4: no feelings. I'd written that one laughing in a coffee shop. Clause 9: separate bedrooms. That lasted eleven days. Day eighty-eight, Julia

Fake Marriage

My fake husband's grandmother read our prenup at Sunday dinner. Out loud. Slowly.

It was supposed to stay in a drawer in Manhattan. Instead it was in the hands of an eighty-four-year-old woman with reading glasses and twenty-two re