Till Divorce Do Us Part
On the way downstairs, I called the doctor.
Thankfully, he picked up.
“Good morning, Mark Ronaldo,” he greeted.
“Did I wake you up?” I asked because I knew that it was still very early.
The fact that he was Alexa’s doctor didn’t mean that he shouldn’t be given some space to rest. Most people would be with their families this morning, and it was expected that even as a doctor, he would also be with his loved ones.
“No, you didn’t. I have been up for over thirty minutes now and I am about heading to the hospital already,” the doctor answered, much to my relief. “Happy New Year,” he added.
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