"You keep saying I'm petty," I said. "But when you faked that report for Sarah, did you think about Margaret in the ER next door? One slip, and she'd be gone forever. Did you think about your responsibility to me and the family? When you cleared Sarah's crime, did you think about our future?"My questions rendered James speechless, but I knew the answer.No, he had not. Sarah's future was all that he cared about."I'm not letting this slide," I concluded. "Whatever it takes. I'll make sure she pays the price. And you? Don't let me catch you slipping, or I won't let you off either."I turned and walked out.He reached for me, but I shook him off.In a taxi, I called my old friends for help and fell asleep out of exhaustion.The driver, unable to wake me up, saw missed calls on my phone and dialed James.When I opened my eyes, I found myself in our bedroom.James came in with medicine, sounding tired. "I know you're worried about Margaret, but you should take care of yourself. I
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