His tears fell in heavy drops, his voice choking so hard he could barely form words.
“The anesthesia surgery went wrong. Your lower body… is paralyzed.”
“Addison, don’t be afraid. No matter what you become, I’ll never leave you. I’ll always love you.”
I never imagined Javon’s acting could be so flawless.
He sent the nurses away, personally feeding me oatmeal, wiping my body, and even cleaning my postpartum discharge with his own hands.
Busy until late into the night, he finally leaned down and pressed a tender kiss to my forehead.
“Addison, you’ve suffered so much carrying children for me. From now on, I’ll treat you twice as well.”
I glanced at his weary face, then coldly turned my eyes away.
“If you’re tired, rest for a while.”
“Alright, I’ll stay here and watch over you. Call me if you need anything.”
When his breathing deepened and he fell asleep, I reached for his other phone.
I had always known Javon kept another one, but I had thought it was only for work, so I had never checked it.
I tried once, and it unlocked immediately.
The password was Cynthia’s birthday.
The lock screen lit up with their wedding photos.
Wedding photos.