Three-Minute Goodbye To Eight Years

Synopsis

The lights in the operating room went dark. When I woke up, no one was waiting outside. I lay on the gurney as the nurse wheeled me back to my room. On the eighth day of my hospital stay, I was finally discharged. As I walked out of the hospital, I saw him. My husband, Adam Carter. He was across the street, outside the mall, holding a woman's hand. That woman was my bestie for ten years, Theresa Lane. They were laughing and chatting, shopping bags in hand. I stood there, frozen, watching them for three whole minutes. They didn't see me.