When my husband chose to marry his first love, I forgot him.
Language: en
I took care of my husband in a vegetative state for three years. On the day he woke up, he publicly identified my cousin as the one who had saved his life. I thought he had simply mistaken her for someone else. Then I heard him say, “I could never marry a mute. Someone who can’t even explain herself has no right to stand beside me.” In that moment, I understood— to him, I had only ever been a temporary substitute. So I signed the divorce papers on the spot and turned around to schedule memory-erasure surgery, removing him from my life before he could do it to me first. 1 Lucas had…