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Tatiana POV
After what happened Alex was sedated for the entire day. It broke my heart how he reacted to the news. I had hardly received some sleep.
Walking in the hospital room, there lay Alex with the covered food in front of him. Staring into black space as he stared into blank space, "Hi" I whisper making my way to him. Not responding to my words, looking over to the food, "I had the chef prepare your own breakfast, will you please eat?" I ask, remaining silent at my words. Reaching over the plate of food, "DON'T" he says making me pause, still not looking over at me, "MY legs are the ones not working not my hands" he grits, making me sigh before plopping down next to him. "Alex" I sigh, "please don't be so hard on yourself" I breathe, "I promise we will try other options, we will make whatever we get work I-" "WHAT IF THEY DON'T WORK!" He spits silencing me, "then what, you become my caregiver" he spits, "I continue being your wife" I whisper, "I WOULD RATHER DIE" he spits making me tearfully look up at him as he continued to look away. Sighing out as I remained silence, the sound of water hitting the floor making my brows furrow, looking down the floor I realize the liquid is coming from the bed as his eyes widened, unraveling the blankets my eyes widened along with his at what is happening. Alex is urinating on himself. "Nu...nurse!" I call out, clenching and unclenching is jaw, the woman walking in the door, "please get the cleaners" I say, "Get out" he spits breathing heavily, "Al.." "GET OUT AND DON'T COME BACK!" He yells with teary eyes, looking up at him as he breathed heavily, nodding my head before tearfully making my way out the hospital.

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