"Louis, don't worry about me. Go find Daphne. Just leave me here to fend for myself."
"Shh, don't say that. I'm not going anywhere today. I'm staying right here with you..." He hung up.
Louis cared so much about Kathy and her pregnancy that he'd left me behind in a burning hospital.
I couldn't help but suspect the child in Kathy's belly was his.
But none of that mattered anymore.
Not even Louis himself mattered to me now.
I called an ambulance and went to a different hospital.
The doctor examined me and was prepping me for a D&C surgery.
That's when Louis burst through the door.
"Dr. Dickerson! Kathy's over there saying her stomach hurts. You need to go examine her right now!"
Only then did he notice me lying on the operating table. His face cycled between pale and livid, and he snapped:
"Daphne, you did this on purpose, didn't you? Instead of going home, you came here to steal Kathy's doctor?"
A bitter laugh escaped me. So this was what I was in Louis Farley's eyes.
He was the one who cheated. Kathy Hughes was the one who ran the moment he was diagnosed with leukemia.