Chapter 1

After five years with Ethan Crawford, I couldn't even afford rent.

I pawned the ring my mom left me for five hundred dollars.

Later, I found out it was for Vivian Winters' fourth "heart surgery."

Over five years, our anniversary was canceled four times.

When I had a fever of 103 degrees and went to the ER, he said on the phone that Vivian was getting a follow-up exam and he couldn't leave.

My friends all said Ethan was a good guy, loyal and devoted, and told me not to be petty.

I believed them. I even felt ashamed of my occasional jealousy.

Until yesterday, when I scrolled past a video of a trail marathon.

The girl in the lead had a killer body and had just broken the women's division record.

At the finish line, she jumped up and hung around Ethan's neck, laughing. "Ethan, I told you I'm perfectly healthy! You're just too worried!"

Those limited-edition running shoes on her feet cost five hundred dollars.

Ethan smiled as he tied her shoelaces. "See? I told you it was worth the money."

Looking at those shoes, I suddenly didn't want to ask anymore.

Turns out the moon wasn't dim---it just never shone on my side.