Gavin Romero and I grew up together. On the night I was engaged to Jamie, he cried all night holding onto the oak outside my door.

When The Riley family went bankrupt, he spent millions on fireworks that lit up Wilmington for an entire night.

He said, "I'm not doing this for you; I just can’t stand Jamie."

So, we were always in “cahoot” with each other, it was impossible for either of us to develop any genuine affection.

That night, he invited me to a bar for a night out, and thoughtfully arranged for eight well-built male escorts to join us.

After a few glasses of red wine, my...