Chapter 1

On New Year's Eve, my wife, Sienna, placed a bowl of homemade beef noodles in front of me.

"Hurry up and eat," she urged. "I made it just for you."

I loved her, so even though I was allergic, I ate every last bite.

But when I ended up in the hospital, struggling to breathe, I overheard her on the phone with her first love, her voice full of a triumphant glee.

"I won the bet, Kai! I told you he'd eat it! Get the hundred bucks from everyone."

In that moment, the love I had held for her for six years died.