Only Way to Say Sorry
She thrust the phone toward me, and as I reluctantly brought it to my ear, a male voice immediately filled the line.
"Spencer, I'm so sorry! It was my mistake—I was rushing to deliver clothes to Ms. Little and accidentally switched your medication. I know you're upset, but Ms. Little said she can't manage without me, and the company needs me too. So, I hope you'll let this go for her sake."
The apology dripped with insincerity, and his smug, self-satisfied tone made my skin crawl.
Three rounds of dialysis, two brushes with death—and all I got was this nauseating excuse of an apology.
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