The party went on for hours, and I pretended like I cared about everything everyone was saying even bullshitted my way through a conversation with Deacon and his family; however, my eyes, stayed glued to the beautiful woman in blue who was now dancing with that asshole she had brought to my party. I watched as he gently caressed her back and whispered something in her ear that made her giggle. And all I could think about was that last night we had together before things went south.
We were at her house in Miami in the backyard gazing up at the stars. I had asked her to marry me that night. Yes, I was married, and I knew it would take awhile before the divorce was approved, but I didn’t care. I never truly loved my wife, I only married her because of politics. She came from a wealthy fami
