Mark was slumped over in the chair beside his wife's bedside, lost in his own thoughts as he looked through his phone at pictures of the two of them.
Alone.
With Scout.
With the baby.
With DuBuis and Spencer.
Happy days.
He squeezed his eyes shut tightly to prevent the tears from flowing out from them. He wanted those days again. He needed them. He needed his wife by his side again. Talking to him. Holding him. Kissing him. They had plans damn it. It was not over yet. He was not giving up and going home to tell his brother, her parents and siblings that it was done. No. He was going to fight still for his wife no matter what anyone said.
He opened his eyes as there was a knock at the door. It was that woman standing there. The one who had ran down the kids and killed the doctor. What the fuck did she want?
Dodie Angeletti drifted into the room wearing a long flowy dress , a handwoven necklace around her neck and what looked like sandals on her feet. She came over to him and touched him on his shoulder to which he jerked away, saying," Don't touch me."
" I'm so sorry. You are Mark Mullins? I forgot about boundaries. I'm Dodie Angeletti and ......"
Mark sat up straight as steel in the chair. " Yeah , I'm Mark Mullins. Mr. Mullins to you. I know who you are. Why are you here? "
" I'm running for mayor. I heard about your awful situation and I just wanted to offer my deepest sympathy to you and your poor wife."
" My wife is fine. We don't need your sympathy. Go away. "
Dodie continued on as though he had never spoken," I've heard them saying online that she's brain dead. Don't believe western doctors. They just want to manipulate you for their own terrible wants. They don't deserve to be listened to. " She looked over at Susan who lay unconscious and attached to machines that beeped on steadily. " Your wife doesn't look dead to me. They just want her organs. It's a big market for them in the western medical world. I know a real doctor that can help her. Really help her. "
Mark looked from her to his wife's pale face. "What kind of doctor? Some type of quack? "
Dodie shook her head. " No. He's not a quack. He's very intelligent and trained in the East. In Asia especially. He's also a Stanford graduate and Harvard medical school. His name is Dr. Julian Sage. I can give you his contact information. He's had much success with cases that the Western world have called hopeless. "
Mark swallowed as he continued to watch his wife's face. " What does he do? "
" Mind - body connection. Energy healing. Other legitimate treatments that Western medicine calls experimental. " She touched him gently on the arm and he flinched but didn't pull away. " Do you want his information? "
Mark didn't believe in any of this. He didn't understand alternative medicine and all that stuff. But..... He just wanted to help Susan. He wanted his wife back and healthy again. With him and their son.
" Yes. I want Dr. Sage to help me help Susan. Please. " His voice trembled as he spoke.
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ODDS OF LOVE : SEASON 15
General FictionThe ongoing original soap opera about the disabled math genius and former professor Dr. Spencer Norland - Lane , his doctor husband DuBuis Lane and their assorted family , friends and enemies in the Washington D.C. Metropolitan area. Diverse. Mult...