Secret Heart
Language: en
When I got the call that my wife was in surgery, I battled a hurricane and torrential rain for four hours, driving back to the city. When I arrived at the hospital, my wife, Stella, was lying in her hospital bed, deliriously calling out, "I want my husband! Get my husband in here, now!" Her circle of friends chuckled, teasing her for being so obsessed with her husband. Everyone said she was madly in love with me. Their playful jabs made my cheeks flush, but my heart swelled with happiness. I walked over and took Stella’s hand. "I'm here." But she recoiled, yanking her hand away with a…