Dennis seemed to sense something off about me. His expression faltered briefly before he suggested, "Why don't we leave now? Find somewhere to relax for a bit." I looked up at him, smiling faintly. "Let's take the yacht," I suggested. "A night cruise. We can watch the sunrise tomorrow." … In the car, he started discussing plans for the next day. "I've already prepared a birthday surprise for you. Once things settle down, let's start planning for a child.

How does that sound?" I stayed silent, gazing out the window as the city lights flickered by. I didn't respond. The car had just started moving when his phone rang. He answered it, his brows knitting together as he spoke, a note of hesitation in his voice. I turned to him, my tone calm. "If you've got something to handle, go ahead." He hesitated. "Tracy, I…" "It's fine," I cut him off gently. "I'll wait for you on the yacht." I couldn't see the caller ID, but I didn't need to.

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Only one person could make him wear that expression. … Alone on the yacht, I took out my phone and opened Camille's social media page. A freshly uploaded photo greeted me, captioned: [Success feels sweeter with someone by your side. Midnight snacks, late-night talks-thank you for always looking out for me.] The comments beneath it were full of admiration.

[Your husband spoils you so much!] [This is what a dream couple looks like!] But my eyes were drawn to something else-the bracelet in the photo. It was Dennis's bracelet. I dialed his number, but it was Camille's voice that answered. "What is it, Tracy? Calling so late-looking for Dennis?" Her tone was dripping with mockery. She didn't stop there. "Give it up. He won't be coming back tonight. Why would he? I handed him over to you, and you still couldn't keep him. Pathetic." I didn't respond.

I hung up the phone, my grip tight as I turned to the yacht's crew. "Set sail." "Should we wait for anyone else?" one of them asked.