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Another pause, longer this time.
Silence.
“I’m his ex-wife.”
So I told him about Olivia and Ethan’s refusal to assist.
And then I mentioned the program.
When I finished, the man quietly said, “I appreciate you telling me.”
No promises or guarantees, just that.
Then I took a breath and went back to Olivia.
Families were left scrambling.
The next two days moved slowly as I battled with my insurance, trying to get them to commit to Olivia’s care.
I was sitting beside Olivia’s bed as she slept when I heard footsteps in the hallway.
Then the door opened.
Ethan.
But something was different.
He didn’t walk in as if he owned the room. He just stood there for a second, quietly.
I battled with my insurance.