The Truth Game That Destroyed My Marriag

On our fifth wedding anniversary, my husband and I played Truth or Dare.

He swirled the wine in his glass, half-smiling. "I used to have feelings for your best friend." A pause. "Do you believe me?"

A gust of wind swept through the open window and snuffed out the memorial candle I kept lit for her. The sudden darkness felt like an omen.

His laugh came out too quick, too nervous. "I'm kidding. Relax."

I didn't blink.

"I killed someone."

The silence stretched. Then I added, "I'm not kidding."