Goodbye, Red Flag
My mother had been hospitalized.
My boyfriend worked as a doctor at the same hospital. You would think he would have visited her often, but he never did. Not once.
On the first day of her stay, he did not come because he had taken a day off. His childhood friend was moving, and she needed his help.
On the second day, that same childhood friend appeared at the hospital as an intern. He followed her everywhere and showed her the ropes. He handled anything she asked for, no matter how small.
It went on like that, day after day.
My mother's ward was on the thirteenth floor. His office was on the seventeenth. All it would have taken was a ten-second elevator ride or a two-minute walk down th
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