Her Pain, His Blindness

face. The sting of the slap was nothing compared to the public humiliat

sneered, a cruel smile twisting his li

spectacle wouldn't help. I just wanted to leave. I wanted to be anywhere but here, under the judgmental

wrist, his grip like iron. "You're not going anywhere," he gro

laughed. I looked from his furious face to Lily, who was now back on her feet, hiding

in the eye. My voice, when I spoke, was

," he repeated, h

. "Is this what they teach you? To abandon your wife when she's having life-saving surgery? To believe the lies of a manipulative homew

yes-doubt, maybe even fear. His grip on my wrist loosened slightly. He looked at my face, really looked at me for the first time since this nightmare began, and

hloe at my side, and walked away without a backward gla

his arm. "Mark, don't be angry," she whispered, her voice soothing. "She's just upset. It

is anger now mixed with confusion.

s ego. "She loves you. She's probably just throwing a tan

at he was the one who was wrong. Terribly, catastrophically wrong. "Yeah," he said, more to convince himself than her. "You're ri

He was expecting to find me sulking on the couch, ready to be placated with an expens

as soon as it's drafted. I want to get this finalized as quickly as

hind me, ready to wrap his arms around me in a concil

reached for me, I took a step back, my hand coming up to block his chest. H

," I said, my voic

t click of the lock echoing in the silent apartment. Mark st