Goodbye After Ten Years of Love

Synopsis

The day before the wedding, I told Michael Jordan the whole thing was off. "Just because I missed your final dress fitting?" He ripped at his tie with one hand, his voice thick with irritation. "Yes," I replied. He stared me down for a long beat. "Fine. Just don't come crawling back when you change your mind." We'd been a thing for over a decade, from high school sweethearts to the brink of the altar. We grew up in each other's pockets. He was dead certain I couldn't breathe without him. But he was dead wrong. The dress was just the final insult. I'd already burned the guest list, and my grad school placement abroad was locked in. Barring a disaster, I wouldn't be back stateside for at least five years. This time, we were well and truly finished.