Second Cut

“In my past life, I gave up my chance to become a top surgeon to support my husband Kyson Mason's career. I willingly stood in his shadow as his devoted wife. After he achieved fame and success, he draped his arm around a younger colleague and said to me, "You're no longer good enough for me." Divorced and left with nothing, my skills rusted, and I succumbed to depression, dying alone. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day Kyson first urged me to quit my job. He held my hand, his eyes brimming with affection. "Once I become department head, I'll make sure you live a good life." I smiled and gently pulled my hand away. "No need, Dr. Mason. Also, let's get divorced." My scalpel was itching to see the light of day again.”