They no longer looked at me and left the ward, holding hands with Abigail.
As for me, I went home alone after finishing the hospital discharge. With four hours left, I threw all the family pictures on the wall into the fire. When it was already three hours left, I sent the new video from my phone to the lawyer.
With two hours left, I packed my luggage and placed the divorce papers I had prepared long ago on the table. With one hour left, I held the plane ticket in my hand and waited for the flight in the waiting area.
At the same time, Nicholas and Damon took Abigail to the island where we had our honeymoon, just to make her happy. It was not until a week later that Nicholas got out of Abigail's bed and remembered that today was our sixth wedding anniversary.
So, he made an appointment with a photographer and a makeup artist as usual and brought Damon back home.
But when the father and son opened the door, one holding flowers and the other carrying a cake, they found the house completely quiet.
"Shh! I think Mom is still sleeping. Let’s be quiet."