After An Affair, We Lived As Strangers For Eighteen Years—Until One Doctor’s Visit

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Michael stood up slowly, turning his back to me. His shoulders were shaking visibly.

“Do you really want to know?” His voice was a low growl, barely recognizable. “Are you absolutely sure?”

“Tell me! I have a right to know what happened to my own body!”

He spun around, his eyes red-rimmed and raw, the careful mask he’d maintained for eighteen years finally continue reading …