Then it’s anger

Adil.

“I need you to monitor your wife,”

“She’s showing symptoms of depression,”

“I need you to bring her to the hospital for an MRI, I really can’t confirm what I’m not sure of,”

“Janelle will never come with me to the hospital,”

“Then for now, just make sure she’s not stressed and let her use the drugs I gave until you’re able to convince her,”

My conversation with the doctor could not stop running through my mind, and I couldn’t stop thinking about what would have happened if I hadn’t shown up there, I shuddered at the thought that she could have died.

I just felt like she was taking too long already, Atleast if she wanted to take an angry walk she should have been back, I couldn’t stay back anymore and then I decided to go check for her.

Even the doctor’s diagnosis I couldn’t really understand what he meant he spoke like she had one terminal illness and nothing I said to him made him tell me exactly what was going on.

He just kept on asking me to bring her to the hospital for a