Escape and Rebirth

Synopsis

We had been in a cold war for four days when my husband, the surgeon, posted a photo of himself at a cocktail reception with his female assistant. I didn't bother replying, but I quietly submitted my resignation anyway. Ten days later, he pushed open the front door to find the apartment stripped down to just him. "Can you not hover around me like that, Sarah?" "I haven't said a word." "It's that expression on your face. It's more exhausting than staying up all night arguing. Do you have the slightest idea what it's like for me in the OR? I come home every day to find you sulking, and I honestly feel like I'm the one who can't breathe around here." "Charles, let's just not talk to each other." "Fine. Whatever you want." The lock clicked shut, and the sound of it sealed us into two entirely separate worlds. After that moment, my husband Charles Bennett and I went four whole days without a single word passing between us.