A nurse came over and pushed a thick needle into my vein.I watched my blood leave my body, powerless to stop it.Humiliated tears slid silently down my face.Robert came closer and wiped them away with his warm palm.He was careful, almost tender, when he said, "Nora, I know you feel wronged."After this is over, whatever you want, I will make it up to you."When the five hundred milliliters were finally drawn, I collapsed in the chair. Even lifting a finger took effort.Robert took the blood bag and ran straight toward the ICU.The tear tracks on Vivienne's face had already dried.She returned to her usual lofty, dismissive self and said to me, "You can go now."I will have the driver take you back to the hotel to rest."There was not a single thank-you. It was as if everything were only natural.I braced myself against the chair and struggled to stand.Meeting Vivienne's eyes, I said weakly, "The debt I owed you is repaid today."From now on, we owe each other nothing.
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