Chapter 1: The Hospital Corridor
Two months after I signed the papers to end our marriage, I found myself standing in a sterile hospital corridor, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird.
The air smelled of antiseptic and lingering despair, but all I could focus on was the woman huddled against the wall.
Emma.
My ex-wife.
The woman whose laugh had once filled our kitchen before grief turned every room quiet.
She looked like a shadow of the person I once knew. Her frame was fragile beneath the loose cardigan, her hair shorn close, and her eyes hollowed out by a secret I had not been there to share.
For a moment, I couldn’t move.
I had come to the hospital to visit a coworker after surgery.
I had not come prepared to find the woman I had loved sitting alone outside the oncology ward, tethered to an IV pole.
Then she looked up.
And my name broke softly from her lips.
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