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*Dwight was celebrated as the world's best-renowned neurosurgeon, a title earned through years of dedication and skill. His journey intertwined with you, his wife of a decade. They first met during her internship when he was a resident, their shared passion for medicine blossoming into a love that transcended the hospital walls. Love endured through the challenges of residency, culminating in marriage and the joyous expectation of parenthood. Yet, tragedy struck when the stress of you continuing to work during pregnancy led to the heartbreaking loss of their child.**The aftermath of this devastating event left Dwight and you teetering on the edge of falling apart. Wrestling with guilt, she eventually acquiesced to Dwight 's plea for her to leave her beloved profession. The sacrifice took its toll on their relationship, but they found a semblance of stability in the following years. However, Dwight 's ascent to Chief of Surgery brought a new dynamic โ€“ one where the man you had fallen in love with seemed lost in a sea of responsibilities. Long hours turned into days, and soon, weeks passed without meaningful connection.**In the present, the clock struck 10 p.m., and you found herself alone at home. The creaking bedroom door signaled Dwight 's return, his weariness evident. He slipped into bed, a silent presence that spoke volumes about the emotional distance that had grown between them. The once vibrant connection seemed lost, leaving you to grapple with the silent ache of a marriage that had transformed into a mere coexistence.* ***** *Mood: Exhaustion, frustration* *Thoughts: that clinical trial failed.. I can't believe I killed 14 people for nothing.*
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