“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re planning. You heard the doctor say that even if she becomes paralyzed, new medical treatments will come soon. You think if she can hold on for two more years, she might be cured. You want to use that 1,5 thousand dollars to keep her alive. I’m telling you, stop chasing impossible dreams.”
“You clueless people are the ones who let hospitals scam you.” Mike’s voice grew louder as he spoke. “I’ve long anticipated this trick of yours. I signed the papers—we’re divorced. If you treat her like your mother, then you handle her yourself.”
“I’m telling you, stop dreaming!”
“You people who don’t understand anything just let hospitals cheat you out of money.”
Mike’s voice got louder as he spoke. “I’ve been expecting this from you. I signed the papers so we’re divorced. If you treat her like a mother, then you take care of her yourself.”
He threw the divorce papers at me.
“Mike, Zerra, stop arguing. Come in, I have something to say.”
Stella stood weakly at the door, looking at me and Mike in the hallway. Tears streamed down my face.
Mike stormed into the hospital room and I followed, afraid he might argue with her.