Eight Days of Silence
Language: en
For eight days, I lay in a hospital bed, alone. For eight days, my husband lay in my best friend’s bed, tangled in her sheets. On the eighth day, I was finally discharged. As I walked out of the hospital entrance, I saw him. My husband, Caleb. He was standing across the street, outside the mall, holding another woman's hand. That woman was my best friend of ten years, Chloe. They were laughing, chatting, holding shopping bags. I stood there, frozen, watching them for three full minutes. They never saw me.