I Left Him in the Safari

Summary

The day Brandon proposed, he promised that before we walked down the aisle, he would take me to the Maasai Mara to see the Great Migration.

I held onto that promise for months. But when I arrived at JFK, breathless and giddy with excitement, I found Lauren standing by the terminal check-in, her oversized duffel bag resting against Brandon’s luggage cart.

Brandon took her coat with an ease so practiced it made my stomach drop. "Let’s get moving," he said, barely looking at me. "The more, the merrier."

I stood there, gripping my boarding pass until the paper creased, and said nothing.