No.”
“Then please tell me what’s happening.”
“Nothing.”
That word hurt more than any confession could have.
Nothing.
A simple word used to explain a distance that felt impossible to ignore.
The night Nathan decided to contact a divorce lawyer, they ate dinner in complete silence.
The ticking of the kitchen clock was the only sound between them.
Grace looked exhausted.
Her eyes were swollen, as if she had been crying before she came home.
Nathan wanted to hold her.
He wanted to tell her they could fix whatever was broken.
But he remembered every time he had reached for her and felt her pull away.
Finally, he stood up.
“I don’t think there’s anything left for us to say.”
Grace closed her eyes.
“Maybe that’s better.”
Nathan felt his heart break.
He heard those words as a goodbye.
He didn’t know the truth.
Only hours earlier, Grace had walked out of the hospital carrying news that could change everything.
She had been given a surgery date.
A surgery that might save her life…
or take it away.
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