When the Don chose his first love, I walked away.

The party was for our three-year anniversary. Wesley—godfather of the Costa family—had brought his first love, Jessica.

Halfway through the evening, someone suggested a round of "Never Have I Ever."

Jessica's cheeks were flushed pink from drinking. She looked right at me, a challenge in her eyes.

"I've been pregnant with Wesley's child."

The friends around us went suddenly quiet.

My hand froze on my glass.

She added, slow and deliberate:

"More than once. And he was the one who took me to every procedure."