Divorcing You Too Late, Seven Years Wrong

Synopsis

The day I finalized my divorce from Jonah Wren, I got a call from the hospital. The doctor apologized and told me they had mixed up my test results yesterday. The report for late-stage heart failure was actually mine. "So, Mrs. Wren," the doctor said, "please come to the hospital again with your husband, just like yesterday." I stood outside City Hall, watching Jonah hurry to his car and slam the door, as if avoiding a plague. My husband? But I was already divorced.