When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 6

Chapter 6



As I watched them walk away, everything suddenly clicked. No wonder Clyde never brought Kayla home. He was worried about her allergies to dog hair.

The young nurse looked like she was about to call out to him, but I stopped her.

"Ms. Crawford, is that your husband? That's not right," she said, clearly outraged.

The nurse was young, probably fresh out of college, and filled with a sense of justice.

I shook my head. "It's fine. We're getting a divorce. If he had stayed, I might've died sooner."

Anger could be a woman's worst enemy. Maybe it was because I'd been bottling everything up for the past three years, but my cancer came back.

The drama ended, and the doctors resumed planning the surgery. Perhaps feeling guilty about me, they checked my vitals and, finding them barely acceptable, scheduled the surgery.

Maybe it was my neighbor Brenda's cross that worked. The doctors had said my chances were slim since it was a recurrence, but the surgery went incredibly smoothly. I guessed God's blessing meant I got to live a bit longer.

I was suddenly grateful to Clyde for making me angry. If he had been too nice, I might've died sooner.

because I knew there was no one to

me tear up. If only I had listened more to what she said, maybe

could guess why. Today, I must've become the talk of the hospital, not because of the cut on my head, but because my husband left with his

cared. Surviving was all that mattered. In the days following the surgery, no one reached out to me, and I couldn't be bothered to care. The lady in the next

quiet of the night, I'd occasionally check my phone. Clyde never reached out. No calls, no messages. But I kept seeing updates from him and Kayla. Kayla loved to share by posting

the gossip group without her, she was the

rotten, huh? Because of an allergy, they're off to Westbridge for a

they're out enjoying spa treatments by the

but at least we're not as bad off as

openly cheating,

and Kayla, it brought me into the conversation. In their eyes, I was the woman with a cheating husband but putting up with everything for the sake

seemed to

once a sought-after designer at the company. And when I first joined, Immediately added this gossip group. They didn't know who I was then, so they shared everything with me.

a call came from a business partner. I hadn't managed the project

they launched into a tirade. "Ms. Crawford, if the Patterson Group

his phone, and no one at the company is stepping up. What about our project? Who's going to cover our losses?" The more they talked, the more agitated they became. Eventually, I understood Clyde had taken Kayla to Westbridge

vent, I spoke weakly, "I'm sorry. I've just

realized appearing vulnerable was the best approach. It wasn't my fault,

stunned, softening their tone, "You

you can't reach

Patterson, try contacting his