Moira stumbled back a step, then another, her thin frame unsteady. She stared at me, her voice shaking. "Th-this is… No. It just looks like him. That's all."The students around her exchanged confused looks, but her eyes stayed locked on my face.Her hands trembled as she turned my body over. When she didn't see the tattoo of her initials on my left shoulder, she let out a quiet breath.Once she steadied herself, she went back to work.She opened my body with practiced precision, her tone calm and professional as she lectured. "Based on the condition of the organs and the abnormal cell growth, the patient had leukemia. Here you can see the heart, the lungs, the liver…"She moved through the procedure smoothly, as if nothing were wrong.She didn't know that the day I saw the photo of her kissing Doug, I had already gone and had that tattoo removed.When the class ended, she dropped into a chair, drained.She stared at my open body, lost in thought, when her phone rang sharpl
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