The Day I Ruined Our Engagement

Summary

The lights went out right in the middle of our engagement party.

In the sudden pitch-black, I stepped backward, right onto the jagged edge of a shattered champagne flute. A sharp, hot pain sliced through my ankle, and I felt the wet warmth of blood pooling instantly against my shoe.

Amid the chorus of startled gasps echoing through the ballroom, my first instinct was to call out his name.

"Wayne!"

He heard me. I saw the silhouette of his shoulders stiffen in the dimness, but instead of turning toward me, he swept right past, pushing through the crowd toward Sadie Wells, who was standing…