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around mine.

Dr. Shaw appeared with a tired smile. “You made it. We removed the tumor completely, and the surrounding lymph nodes look clean.”

Tears slid down my cheeks. Not tears of victory. Tears of being alive.

During recovery, Lena kept me informed one careful morning at a time, in portions she seemed to calibrate based on how much pain medication continue reading …