“Nothing really.”

“Even if you’re not hungry, you still need to eat. You’re recovering, remember? And you’ve always had that stomach issue..

Her words trailed off abruptly.

They were divorced.

She shouldn’t have brought that up.

The room fell into silence. For three years, she had reminded him not to miss meals, out of concern for his wellbeing. She feared work would make him forget to eat, so she frequently joined him in his office for meals.

That wouldn’t happen anymore. No more tender words, no more shared meals.

food for him on the

she turned to leave, panic

halted in her tracks and turned

some soup.” Tyrone glanced at his right hand, which had an IV in it, and his intentions

placed the soup on the bedside table to his left, placing a spoon in the bowl. “Go

use his left hand to eat

spoonful toward his lips, only for it to splash onto

time,” Sabrina cautioned, wiping up the spill with a

another tremble, more soup droplets staining the quilt. When it finally reached

to watch him struggle, Sabrina took

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