The Nurse Whispered ‘Don’t Trust Your Wife’ – That Same Day, She Disappeared from the Hospitalll
“Take it easy,” Melissa said, holding my hand. “The doctor said everything went perfectly.”
“I feel incredibly groggy,” I mumbled.
“That is perfectly normal.”
I looked closely at her face. Her smile seemed impossibly wide, almost mechanical. Like she was performing happiness instead of feeling it.
“Where is the nurse?” I asked, my throat feeling completely dry.
“Which nurse?” Melissa replied, her brow furrowing.
“The young one who prepped my IV.”
Melissa’s smile faltered for a fraction of a second.
“I haven’t seen her,” she replied smoothly. “Why do you ask?”
“She was acting very strangely before they wheeled me in,” I said.
Before Melissa could answer, Dr. Evans walked into the room holding a clipboard.
“Ah, you’re back with us,” he said brightly. “How is the pain?”
“Manageable,” I lied. “Doctor, where is the nurse who was with me this morning?”
Dr. Evans frowned and looked down at his notes.
“That was Clara, right? She actually quit about an hour ago and left the hospital.”
“She quit?” I asked, my voice rising in pure disbelief. “Just out of nowhere?”
“It was very sudden,” Dr. Evans said. “She handed in her badge and just walked out.”
“Did she say why?” I demanded.
