“She went to Miami?” my voice breaks as I stare at him, anger and betrayal ripping across my heart, a deep aching heaviness that hurts so much I can barely breathe and hold my shit together. Tears sting the backs of my eyes as I struggle not to react.

He always swore he would tell me everything, always did tell me everything, and now I am finding out he spent all that time in Miami with her. His ex-girlfriend, who means nothing to him. In all the texts and calls and even when he ...