It was Elizabeth’s birthday, and she wanted to celebrate it in Hawaii with me. I’d just survived a brutally busy week and desperately wanted to stay home and collapse, but it was her special day. I had no choice.
I lied to Payton, telling her I was heading to Seattle for work and would be gone for a week. I knew she would lose it—after all, I’d barely made it home from the last trip, and I was already running on fumes.
Juggling two women was becoming harder than I’d ever imagined. It was draining the life out of me.
We had another huge argument right before I left. I was fed up with the constant fighting. Something had to change.
When we arrived in Hawaii, Elizabeth took me to a stunning resort she had recommended. The place was massive, luxurious, and perfect for a romantic getaway. A
