Tides Rise and Fall, I Wait No More

Summary

I canceled our coastal wedding reservation. The manager stared, stunned. "You're forfeiting a fifteen-thousand-dollar deposit. Shouldn't we wait for the bride?"

I slid the paperwork across the desk, offering a faint, empty smile. "I'm not waiting. She's busy watching bioluminescent waves with the love of her life."

Amanda and I were together six years. Every summer, she took a "corporate retreat" to the coast, posting one aesthetic shot of the midnight ocean. When I suggested a beach honeymoon, she scoffed. "It's just water. What's so great about it?"