Chapter 1

All because Ethan Cross was obsessed with absolute fairness.

For the five years of our marriage, every single decision in our household had to be decided by the roll of a die.

Until my best friend, Chloe, texted me. She said Ethan was out on the streets, mobilizing a massive search party to find his first love’s lost dog.

"That's impossible!" I replied instinctively. "I just won the roll against him."

"He promised he would personally escort our son’s donor heart from the docks to the hospital. He should be arriving any minute."

But a phone call from our contact at the harbor slapped me right in the face.

"Dr. Miller, I still haven't seen Mr. Cross! We can't delay young Leo's surgery!"

"There are too many dangerous eyes on this donor heart. It’s only safe if Mr. Cross escorts it himself."

Ethan’s phone went straight to voicemail. Left with no choice, I tracked his GPS location and drove out to find him.

When I arrived, I saw him holding a sobbing Scarlett Vance tightly in his arms, while directing a fleet of luxury SUVs to fan out across the streets.

"If you don't find Buster—mine and Scarlett’s baby—you all know the consequences!"

Suddenly, a wave of exhaustion washed over me.

This man, whose very life I had saved with my own medical skills, wasn't worth it anymore. I was done.