My Wife Missed My 99th Chemo Session

The ninety-ninth time my wife missed my chemotherapy, I stumbled upon a burner Ins account.

**[The love bought with a kidney must surely last until death.]**

The post featured a photo of a couple kissing passionately on a street in Turkey.

The woman had a small, heart-shaped scar on her neck.

What a coincidence. It was exactly like my wife’s.

The woman who almost died for me had so easily fallen for someone else.

The comments below were full of encouragement from strangers.

**[So brave, brother. Wishing you two forever and always.]**