"Husband?" Gary repeated.
His face had lost its calm, arrogant look. Now, he looked confused. His eyes darted from me to the nurse, then back to me. He laughed, but it was a nervous sound.
"You are lying," Gary spat out. "Ava is my fiancée."
I ignored him and looked straight at the nurse. She was staring at my ID card on the counter. Her hands were shaking as she typed on her keyboard.
"Check the records," I commanded her. "Look for a marriage license filed in Las Vegas two weeks ago. Name: Ava Thorne and Luca Montgomery."
The nurse hit a key. She squinted at the screen. Then, her eyes went wide. She looked up at me with shock.
"It... it is here," she stammered. "It is in the national registry. Ava Montgomery."
Gary turned purple. "That is impossible!
He lunged toward the counter,
