The Night He Left Me To Drown

Summary

The salt air on the yacht was thick with the scent of expensive gin and the lingering heat of a summer night in the Hamptons. We were playing a high-stakes version of Liar’s Dice. In this circle, if your bluff was called and you were caught, the penalty was a shot of something bottom-shelf and a humiliating truth.

When it was my turn, I looked at Grant Miller—the man I’d shared my life, my bed, and my secrets with for the last eight years. I smiled, feeling a rare flutter of hope. "I’m getting married this year," I said.