There was no time to dwell on Tyler’s lies. I quickly disinfected my hands, donned my surgical gown, and entered the operating room.
After an intense hour, we managed to stabilize Mindy and save the baby.
Outside the recovery room, Tyler watched Mindy teasing her child.
Since the baby was born prematurely, it needed to be kept under observation in the incubator.
I stepped closer and looked at Tyler.
“Don’t you think you owe me an explanation?”
Tyler exhaled deeply. “Fine. I lied to you, okay? But it was only because I didn’t want you to get upset.”
“And you thought lying wouldn’t make me upset?”
“Why do you have to be so petty all the time?” His tone was growing impatient.
I scoffed bitterly. “Petty? Or are you just feeling guilty? You tell me, Tyler.”
Our voices rose, echoing through the hallway. Heads turned as the entire floor glanced curiously in our direction.
From inside the recovery room, Mindy called out sweetly, “Tyler, I think I might have leaked again. Could you come in and help me change my diaper?”
Her request sent my mind reeling.
“Are we not even pretending anymore?”
I stared at Tyler, hoping he would respect my presence and decline.
However, without hesitation, he turned and walked into her room, pulling the privacy curtain closed behind him.
