He is dead
The next morning, Elaine got all dressed up in a black jumpsuit, she had some question to ask the doctor who had diagnosed her with cancer. Why would he do such a thing to her and let her wallow in misery for months thinking about nothing else but when she was going to die. She had to confront him.
She made her way down the stairs when she met Richard holding a bottle of wine in his hand.
“What is that?” she asked him.
“I am expecting a guest” he replied.
“Since when did you start bringing people over to the house” she asked startled. It would be the first time such a thing would happen.
“He is not coming over” he said.
Noticing her outfit, Richard had no choice but to ask.
“Where are you heading off to so early in the morning” he asked.
“To the hospital, I need some answer from him and why he would lie to me. I want to hear the truth directly” she said.
His eyes lit up and he moved closer to her.
“But I told you everything, why do you want to bother yourself to go there” he asked.
“Yo

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