I never thought my marriage would end up like, desperate for a spark, willing to try anything to fix what’s broken. Crystal and I have been together for years, but somewhere along the way, passion faded into routine. We tried date nights, couples therapy, even the unthinkable—seeing other people. But that only made things worse. Jealousy poisoned every attempt, each fling leaving us more bitter, more distant. Then Crystal came up with a solution I never saw coming. If new people were the problem, why not someone familiar? Someone we both trusted. Someone like Aaron—my best friend. At first, I thought she meant for herself. The idea of sharing her with him was unbearable. But that’s not what she wanted. She wanted him for me. I couldn't believe it. But the way she looked at me, the way she begged me to open my mind, made me question everything. Was this really about saving us… or about something else entirely? How far am I willing to go to save my marriage? And what if saving it means changing everything I thought I knew about myself?