The Day I Stopped Dying
Language: en
Ever since the diagnosis, the voice had been on a relentless loop. A cold, synthetic voice inside my head, practically weeping as it begged me not to hold on. “Please, just get a divorce.” “She slept with her intern the moment you were diagnosed. This marriage isn't worth the slow, excruciating compromise!” “Without her, without this marriage, you’ll finally be free.” I woke up in a cold sweat, gasping. Beside me, Lucy immediately pulled me into her arms. “Sweetheart, are you okay? Are you hurting?” Lucy’s eyes were filled with nothing but raw concern. We were childhood sweethearts; we…