The Surgeon's Five-Year Lie

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knew the truth, I would be truly lost. He would find a way to keep me, to bind

been a shadow, a persistent thorn in the side of my relationship with Gregory. I remembered he

then, had been oblivious, or perhaps just uncaring. He was always gentle with me, h

d say, his jaw tight

ignored my presence, ignored our shared history as childhood sweethearts. One day, s

urprisingly calm. "It's my business. And so

nly held me, his hands only sought mine. He avoided Brianna like the plague, almost disgusted b

spectacle. She declared her love for Gregory in f

. "Brianna, no. I only love Alaina

oad for medical school. I thought that was the end of her,

edical Group. Lying in the emergency room, disoriented and in agony, I saw her again. Brianna. She was G

s I' d initially suspected, but something far worse. A rare, aggressive cancer. My world collapsed. I cried,

er, Alaina. You'll get t

ises that I would get better. He researched every new treatment, every experimental dr

of my many "recovery" periods, t

orking here, Gregory?" I

huffling. They needed a good PA, and she was avai

trayal, that moment resurfaced. Gregory's family owned the hospital. He had absolute control over hiring. He was meticulous,

h, every reassuring word... it was all part of the act. A meticulously crafted prison of love and

of my life, trapped in this monstrous deception. He didn't save me; he broke me. And I, so desperate for his love, ha

espair, but of cold, incandescent rage. I had been a pawn, a plaything in their twis

one a lie, a betrayal, a permanent mark of his cruelty. My body, once vibrant and healthy, h

And Gregory, the brilliant surgeon, my loving husband, had been the one holding the scalpel, knowingly inflicting this pain. The realiza

a, reborn, forged in the fires of his betrayal. And I w