My Marrow For His Mistress
Language: en
The night the bone marrow registry finally confirmed a perfect match, I lay awake in my hospital bed, waiting for Keith until dawn. He didn't return until twenty past two in the morning. I heard their voices drifting from the far end of the quiet corridor first, muffled against the linoleum. "The donor sample has already been rerouted to Sarah," Nurse Sullivan said, her voice pitched to an uneasy whisper. "Keith, Elise doesn't know yet." A heavy silence hung between them before Keith answered, his tone measured and flat. "I’ll tell her there was an administrative error with the donor…