Feel everything

The entire ride home was silent. Not another word was spoken between the two of us, but words weren’t needed.

I could feel everything. He was second guessing everything that had happened between us and all it took was a single tearful phone call from Marina.

James couldn’t look at me, not that I wanted him to. My eyes were probably bloodshot from fighting the tears that threatened to spill down my cheeks. I hated crying in front of him. There was a time years ago that I’d promised myself I’d never cry in front of him again.

That was after he’d called me into Marina’s room to berate me for not making sure that her pillows were changed. He was so angry, telling me that I was an incompetent doctor and he’d regretted choosing me as his wife.

His words broke something in me that day, and tears streamed down my cheeks.

That had made him angrier. He scoffed at me, shaking his head as he told me how pathetic it was that I was crying when I was awake and well.

I didn’t know that man anymore. O