I went into cardiac arrest after delivering triplets. While I was unconscious in the ICU, my CEO husband stood in the hospital corridor and finalized our divorce. When a doctor told him, “Sir, your wife is in critical condition,” he barely reacted.
The divorce papers were signed under fluorescent lights that hummed above a hospital corridor thick with antiseptic and iron. Inside the ICU, I lay motionless, machines breathing for me after an emergency C-section delivered our premature triplets and nearly took my life. My body had flatlined for a moment. Long enough to terrify the doctors….
