Fifteen Days Left to Love You
Language: en
I had just been diagnosed with late-stage cancer. Before I could tell my husband, I found him in the parking garage. He had the new intern pinned against a car, kissing her. Our eyes met. I didn't cry or make a scene. I just turned and left, tearing the papers into pieces and throwing them in the trash. That night, he brought her home. He deliberately showed off the hickey on his neck. He and Sophia deliberately made suggestive moans in the guest bedroom. But unlike before, I didn't go hysterical. I just stayed quietly in the study, never disturbing his little affair. He went crazy,…