That evening, Jillian sat at the dining table and waited for me for the first time.At 7:00 pm, her phone didn't ring.When 7:10 pm came, there was still no message.By 7:30 pm, half an hour had passed.The half hour she had once grudgingly given me passed without a word from me. She stared at her phone, then finally sent me a message.[Steven, I'm waiting for you.]The message didn't go through.Jillian stared at it for a long time, then silently began to cry.She got up and went to the study. My wedding ring, the medical records, test results, and surgery consent form were still on the keyboard.She had been too afraid to look at them closely the day before. The papers had felt almost impossibly light.Now, as she read through them again, she noticed the last note in my medical records.It read, "The patient is experiencing significant emotional distress. A family member should accompany him."But that night, she had been out drinking with someone else.Jillian stopped t
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