“Sir.” The doctor strains, but he’s smart enough not to fight me, so I let him go. If he tries something funny, I’ll break his fucking wrist. “It’s better if you leave.” “No.” “If you don’t, she might have a panic attack.” “Fuck that. She’s my wife and I’m not leaving her side.” “Sir, it’s not in her best interest for you to keep staying here.” “Out…out…” Her shaking has worsened and her lips are too pale.
