At the Harborlight Foundation dinner, Commander Rhys Mercer called me the last person he trusted with a rescue route. He said it in front of the donors who had funded the fleet, while my name still sat beneath his on the wedding invitations. I knew the route he meant. I also knew who had changed the dispatch record after my father died at sea. Before the week was out, I had ended my engagement, walked away from the life Rhys had chosen for me, and begun building one with Jonah Hale, the medic who had never asked me to lie. But Rhys kept coming back, insisting he could make the truth right if I would only come home. When the inquiry finally put all our names on the record, I had to decide whether the man who betrayed me could ever become the man I trusted again.