sick. I blamed a headache and avoided conversations whenever possible.
At lunchtime, I finally took out my phone and opened our message history.
There it was.
My message from that morning:
You left your medication at home.
And his response:
Work’s been insane this morning. I’ll pick it up tonight.
I stared at those words until the screen dimmed.
He hadn’t simply forgotten to mention that he was on leave. He had actively used the excuse of work to explain why he couldn’t come home for his medication.
Perhaps he
