I kept the brownstone but sold it immediately, and I received a structured payout from Grayson’s retirement account. I did not pursue his career or income, and I never contacted the hospital’s ethics board, even though Priya reminded me that I could. Coralie reportedly ended the relationship after the divorce proceedings became public, though I never verified it. What happened to them afterward stopped being my concern.
Three years later, I work auditing hospital systems for a regional healthcare group. I am very good at reading records people assume nobody will examine. I still have the wedding ring, but not because I am holding onto the marriage. It sits in my desk drawer as a reminder that evidence matters most when we stop explaining it away. It took thirty days in a hospital bed, watching an elevator that never opened, for me to finally learn how to read my own chart.
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