The Choice of Death
I studied his face, and suddenly, this man who had been with me for eight years felt like a stranger.
I remembered a time when Nathan and I had visited a famous chapel known for its blessings. I had asked him to light a candle and pray that we would grow old together, but he had refused without hesitation.
"I don't believe in that stuff."
But now, here he was.
A man who wouldn't even humor me with a prayer for our future was suddenly praying piously, all for Trinity.
It was laughable.
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I had been pacing in boredom outside the operating room when suddenly I felt my body being disturbed.