Don't apologize

“I don’t care what anybody else thinks. Especially not yourself,” he said.

“You’re going to go back to the hospital right away. We can talk to the doctor together and figure out what’s wrong. We’ll deal with it.”

“Thank you,” Sophie whispered, wiping tears away from her cheeks. “I appreciate it. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize, sweetheart. It’s okay.”

She could hear the worry in his voice, the fear that something might happen to her.

“I’m not gonna disappear, Max. Trust me.”

“I do trust you.”

“Good. Now you should go get ready. We both have to be at the hospital in an hour.”

Max smiled.

“Alright. See you later then. Love you.”

“Love you too. Talk soon.”

Max hung up the phone. Then he went into the bedroom, throwing a couple of items into the wardrobe, which consisted mostly of his clothes, along with several different pairs of shoes.

He grabbed a couple of jackets as well, stuffing those into the suitcase. After he finished packing, he opened the closet doors, looking for an empty suit