Unfollowing My Husband
Language: en
Before they wheeled me into the operating room, the nurse kept pressing me to contact my family. Eventually, a courier from a local delivery app arrived at my room, panting and out of breath. "Hi, are you Camille? Alan Lockhart hired me to sit with you through your surgery." My phone buzzed twice in my hand. I looked down. It was a notification from Instagram. Crystal had just posted a new photo. A scratchy throat from a cold and Alan noticed immediately. He insisted on taking me to the clinic and even brewed hot ginger tea for me. So spicy, but so sweet! The attached photo showed a…