He could drive to the nearby 24-hour pharmacy and buy me painkillers in just ten minutes, but he blamed me for being stupid and not knowing what I couldn't eat.
I endured the pain until dawn. Dale said it was the best for me because I could remember the lesson clearly.
But what was he doing now? He was carefully examining each kind of medicine and asking the doctor if there would be any lingering effects on Grace's leg.
I felt my heart being ripped apart, and it hurt like hell.
"Grace, your leg is fine. If something happens again, you must call me immediately. Hear me? I don't want to lose you again."
I watched Dale tightly holding Grace's delicate hand. They really looked like a loving couple.
Watching them, I almost forgot that our marriage was initiated by Dale.
Dale and I were college classmates, and everyone knew I had loved him for many years.
That day was my birthday. I didn't expect to receive Dale's blessings at the end of my birthday.
But he got drunk because Grace got engaged to another man.
His voice on the phone trembled a bit. Years of secret love prompted me to go to the bridge in the middle of the night to find him. I was afraid that something might happen to him.