My ex-husband’s nightmare (Lydia and Mason) novel Chapter 69

Chapter 69

Chapter 69

Gloria

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When I got the news that the kidney didn’t match, I felt my world stop. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Gloria.” Dr. Telvin apologized for the fifth

time.

I supported myself by placing my hand on one of the tables close to me.

“What can we do? Dr. Telvin, I can’t leave my granddaughter to die.” I said.

I couldn’t believe that my connection was failing me. I have spent years building what I have today, and I have donated money to support patients who had none. Build hospitals in places the government wouldn’t respond, so why should I have to deal with

this?

I can’t watch my daughter carry her child. The thought of that made me sick to my stomach.

“What can we do about this? There surely must be something we can do.” I said into the phone. My legs had gotten too weak to

stand, so I sat on the nearest couch.

“I’m sorry.” He said.

After the call, I placed a call to someone else. Jeremy, he still owes me one. The call connected after a few rings. I cleared my throat and began, “Dr. Jeremy, it’s been so long he was thrilled.

“I didn’t think you’d be calling Mrs. Gloria. Inever got a chance to thank you properly for the donation you made last month. The foundation is grateful, ma’am.” He said.

I smile sadly

I had not even known about the condition of my granddaughter at that point, not that it would have changed anything. I would

have contributed either way.

“It’s fine,” I said.

My heart was hammering against my chest. I have something to ask. Given this was the sixth Dr. I was calling, I couldn’t help the bile that rose up to my throat.

“I have a favor to ask from you.” I went ahead to tell him what I wanted from him.

I’m sorry, Mrs. Gloria. My hope, which was hanging on a thin thread, broke. “I won’t be able to help right now.” He said.

I closed my eyes and threw my head back, “It’s fine.” I say, though, I was screaming inside. It wasn’t fine.

I can’t handle this. The pain is too much, and I’m thinking that I have to be the one to make sure my granddaughter becom after this. I kicked myself internally.

No, nothing will happen to Melanie.

After the call, I knew I had just one option left.

I had found a kidney that matched hers, but i was late. It was for a ten–year-old boy with the same health conditions. If only thad called a day earlier,

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I offered to pay more than the boy had, and I knew the doctor would bend.

So I did.

When I told Lydia about my decision, I didn’t expect her to be in favor of it, but I was sure that I would be able to convince her, She needed her daughter.

I needed my granddaughter to be in good health.

But I was wrong, I couldn’t convince her, and we got into our first ever fight.

I didn’t sleep a wink all night. Morning came swiftly, my eyes were swollen and red. I tried to console myself that there was still time, but I couldn’t.

All night, all I could think about was the memory I had been trying to bury.

When I was training to become a nurse, I had seen first–hand how these same health problems had claimed the life of a boy. The parents never fully got over it. And because I was accompanying the doctor treating the boy, and that was one of the first deaths witnessed, I became traumatized by it.

I went for therapy for three months because of it, coupled with other things I witnessed in the hospital.

And now that fear I felt that day was crawling back. Raw, unfiltered fear. I can’t deal with it. I felt suffocated in my house with my family. I decided to leave that morning. I had no place in mind, but I knew I had to go.

Aside from that, it has been a hassle keeping the twins away from me all evening yesterday, and I don’t want them to witness my breakdown.

I got into my car and drove off. When I got to the red light, I stopped, placed my head on my steering wheel, and wiped. I didn’t raise my head until I heard horns blaring from behind me, urging me to drive off.

I did.

I drove around the city aimlessly for a while. I pulled over in front of a lake. Stepping out of my car, I stood on the bridge, then walked closer to it and placed my hand on the rails.

This was hard.

I wanted to scream. This is tearing me apart, and I feel like a terrible mother. I should be pulling myself together and supporting Lydia just the way she is doing with her twins.

She was there with them while I was here, trying to sort out my own emotions.

I screamed out of the lake, letting it all out. My throat was sore when I stopped. I felt a bit better, I was panting. I contemplated calling my therapist but decided against it.

Maybe I should try to sort this out first.

I felt a presence behind me, and I turned,

I came face–to–face with Marcus.

*Morning, Mrs. Gloria. I had an inkling that it was your car, and then I saw it, I knew it was you, what are you… You’ve been crying? Oh my goodness, what’s wrong?” He asked, walking over to me.

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He reached for my shoulder, and I felt like breaking down,

“Marcus,” I said, cleaning my face with the back of my palm.

“What are you doing here?”

“I run on the bridge every morning.” He said.

“I’m out for a walk.” An obvious lie, which he did dispute.

“That’s not true. Is everything alright? How’s Lydia? How’s the twins?” He asked, concerned,

“They’re fine. I’m all good.” I said again.

“You can tell me what is wrong, you know. I won’t judge.” There was something about the way he said it.

I felt like breaking down in his hold but stopped myself. He was my daughter’s business partner. They’ve been working together for

a long time, and he would always come home to visit the twins most days. Still, I didn’t know him well enough.

He was practically a stranger.

“I’m not fine.” I heard myself say. We sat in the nearest cafe.

He is opposite me. He listened keenly as I spoke, telling him all about Melanie’s sickness, the calls I’d made, and my fears.

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