Too Late For Regret: My Ex-Husband's Downfall

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Acute Myeloid Leukemia. The letters were stark, black, and clin

eather armchair in Dr. Evans's office. The air was chilled,

ympathetic drone that seemed to come from a great distance. "The

y movement. Her throat felt l

d but firm. "Especially your husband. Having Dr. Lucas invo

ardo Lucas, was the country's foremost hematologist. A man who saved people from

fragile and thin

naged to say. The words fel

sway, the polished floors reflecting the fluorescent lights in long, distorted streaks. She braced

om her purse. She found his name-Edwardo-and

His voice was a warm, familiar balm. T

th, preparing to unload the terrifyi

er voice cut through the line. A

up. The water's

her body went rigid. She knew

er siste

t clatter, as if he'd dropped the phone. He

dwardo's voice was lower now, a mix of a

a familiar, dismissive tone. "Just ignore her. She's always

d over her mouth, stifling the gasp that threatened to escape

was meant only for the woman in the room with him. "You

A contented s

ater. Their breathing. The casua

violent shaking of her hand. A wave of nausea washed over her, hot and

y a hollow, aching emptiness inside her. She stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her fa

sentence. And now, this. A betrayal so complete

Eventually, the numbness settled in again, a merciful blanket. She walked o

ley. He opened the door, his expression professiona

e you alright?

head, unable

ispered, her voice

as a blur. When they arrived, Eliza McMahon, t

eturned, ma'am. H

r. She found him standing by the window, loosening his tie. He turned

The conference was a

o effortless.

hat was already over. She reached up, as she always did, to help with

she sme

s gardenia. Sweet, cloying, and sickeni

jacket, was a single strand of hair. It wasn't her own de

tedious keynote speaker, suggesting they go to her fa

dsome face she had loved for seven years.

ked the blonde hair from his shoulder. She held it

was quie

olleague' to

second. Then it was gone, replaced by smoot

know how it is." He reached for her, to pull her i

ok a singl

ll, but it was a chas

edroom, closing the door softly behind her. She leaned

ded medical report. In the other,

on the floor. The tears finally came, silent and