I shouted and walked out.
The next day, I ignored all his calls. Then… the phone rang, but it wasn’t him it was our lawyer
“If Charles asked you to call me, then DON’T BOTHER.”, I said.
“No… he didn’t ask me to call. This is about him. You need to sit down. This is serious.”, the lawyer said.
My heart skipped. “What do you mean?”
His voice softened. “Your ex-husband collapsed last night. He was taken to the hospital with a massive heart attack.”
The room tilted. I grabbed the back of a chair to stay upright.
“Is… is he alive?”
There was a pause. Too long.
“They did everything they could,” he said quietly. “I’m so sorry.”
