She had been so easy to please.
His long fingers traced the smiling face in the photograph.
They had known each other since childhood, growing up side by side. He often found himself missing those days that he could never get back.
From the moment he decided to marry her, he never imagined they would ever be apart.
Then Ann came back into his life.
That first month, his feelings for Ann had been a tangled mess of shock, joy, surprise, guilt, and sympathy.
He had made a promise to Ann, acknowledged the child, and agreed to protect and care for them both. But he had never, ever considered divorcing Claudia.
Time ticked by. At three in the morning, York was still staring at the wedding portrait. On the photo, the diamond ring on Claudia's finger shone with a brilliant light.
The day he'd placed it there, she had promised she would never take it off. But in the end, she had thrown it away with her own hands.
The image of Claudia's cold, clear eyes as she faced him on the street flashed in his mind, and his body swayed.
He was her husband, the boy she had grown up with. Yet he had publicly supported Ann, standing in direct opposition to her. He had questioned her medical judgment, her very ethics as a doctor.
When she told him he didn't have the right, her gaze had been so glacial, so final.
York closed his eyes, weary. At that moment, he understood with painful clarity: if he let her go, she would never look back.
He couldn't let their marriage deteriorate any further. He couldn't let her lose anything more.
The next morning, in the hospital clinic.
Claudia was giving Rock his final treatment summary, reminding him of a few things to keep in mind.


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