Chapter 6
That day, after Camden heard my answer, he slammed his car door with a dark expression and drove off, leaving me with nothing but exhaust fumes.
This past month. I did have some withdrawal symptoms. I’d occasionally wonder–was I happy after divorcing
Camden?
Happy or not, I didn’t have an answer.
But I was living freely.
Since I didn’t plan to get treatment, I lived each day like it was my last.
Staying up late binge–watching Netflix shows, trying bungee jumping and skydiving, eating pizza and ice cream.
I did everything I’d never done before.
Until my best friend Nina returned from her training program abroad. She didn’t even go home first–she came straight to my place with her luggage.
After seeing me, she looked me up and down, then stared into my eyes and asked:
“Mia, are you sick?”
I pretended to pour her some water, avoiding her gaze, speaking evasively.
“I saw your medical records. The doctor treating you is my professor.”
With one sentence, she shattered the truth I was trying to hide.
I stood by the table holding a water glass, looking down and pressing my lips together, not knowing how to respond.
The atmosphere in the room instantly fell silent.
After a while, I heard her sobbing.
She cried while pulling at me, trying to drag me to the hospital.
“I’m not going, Nina. I don’t want treatment anymore.”
I leaned back, pulling hard against her.
“Mia, you have to get treatment. When you’re sick, you get it treated!”
“It can’t be cured, Nina. It just can’t be cured.”
She pulled, I resisted.
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We went back and forth in a stalemate.
She couldn’t drag me, and I couldn’t convince her.
Finally, she gave up first, leaning on my shoulder and crying
“Mia, you’re all I have left. Please go get treatment, okay?”
My resolve wavered for a moment. Nina’s crying was breaking my heart.
But treatment was so painful, and it wouldn’t even cure me. I’d rather just enjoy what was left of my life.
After Nina had been staying at my place for a week, I started to waver.
This whole week, she didn’t go to work. Every morning when I woke up, I’d see her red, swollen, rabbit–like eyes
Another morning, seeing her eyes even more red and swollen than yesterday.
I gave in.
“Nina, I’ll go to the hospital.”
I mentioned it casually over breakfast.
Seeing her eyes light up as she stared at me, I was glad I’d made the right decision.
“Okay, I’ll take you to get admitted right after breakfast.”
“I’ll definitely stay with you the whole time.”
“I’ll take you to eat the best dishes in the hospital cafeteria.”
Breakfast ended with her constant chatter.
After we finished eating, before I could even digest, she’d already packed everything and was waiting for me.
Nina stared at me without blinking. How could I bear to disappoint her?
“Let’s go. Once we get to the hospital, I’ll have to rely on Dr. Peterson to take good care of me.”
