I’m an on-call doctor in the Emergency Room. In the ER, you see all kinds of strange things. Once, we had a kid who stuffed a ball in her mouth and couldn’t get it out… But one night, something happened that I never could have imagined—the patient brought to the ER was my wife, and the reason she was there was unspeakable. It was late at night in the ER. I was yawning out of boredom, my eyes half-shut, and I was nearly asleep. “Dr. Rivers, we’ve got a patient!” The night nurse, Amber, rushed into the ER, her voice urgent. Instantly, I was wide awake. I wiped my face and stood up. “What’s the situation?” I asked hurriedly. “The patient, she… she…” Amber trailed off, looking uncomfortable. Seeing this, I didn’t ask any more questions. In the ER, I’ve seen my share of bizarre cases. But when the nurse wheeled the patient into the room, I froze. I never expected to see my wife in the ER. “Savannah!” My face went pale as I rushed over to her. Savannah’s face was white, and she had passed out completely. “Dr. Rivers, do you know her?” Amber asked, surprised. “She’s my wife,” I said without turning around, immediately beginning to examine her. There were no visible injuries on her face or body, but she was still unconscious. Internal injuries? My heart raced. Internal injuries can be even more serious than external ones. But when I checked her legs, I froze in shock. I knew what this was, immediately. The room spun for a second, and my breathing became rapid. I almost collapsed right there in the ER. Savannah and I had been married for two years. Our relationship was normal—we never explored anything out of the ordinary in bed. Savannah’s… back door was a place I’d never been, and we’d never used any… equipment like this. But now, it was clear that Savannah had passed out from a rectal tear.
Suddenly, I felt like I had been completely betrayed. There was no way Savannah had done this to herself. I stared at her in disbelief. “Dr. Rivers, what should we do now?” Amber asked, her expression uneasy. Her eyes were filled with mockery and judgment, or at least that’s how it felt to me. I took a deep breath and said grimly, “Prepare the anesthetic. We’re going to operate.” Amber quickly got to work, and soon handed me the anesthetic. I administered the drug to Savannah and removed the foreign object myself, suppressing my fury the entire time. I stitched up her injury, barely keeping my hands steady. “Take her to the Inpatient Ward,” I said, then stormed out of the ER. Outside, I stood alone and lit a cigarette. One after the other, I smoked, my mind filled with images of what I had just seen. The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I felt like a complete fool. “Damn it!” I shouted, crushing the cigarette under my foot. Amber, who had followed me out, looked startled and quickly stopped talking. With a scowl, I barked at the rest of the staff, “Less talking, more working! Or are you all just standing around for fun?” They scattered at once. I went back inside to check on Savannah. She had already been transferred to the Inpatient Ward. I wanted to rush to her room and demand answers right then and there, but the ER couldn’t be left unattended. If a patient came in and I wasn’t there, the consequences could be severe. Common sense kept me at the hospital. As soon as my shift ended, I raced to the ward and found Savannah’s room. She was still unconscious from the anesthetic. I stood by her bedside, looking down at the woman I knew so well, but who suddenly felt like a stranger to me. I didn’t know how long I stood there before her eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes. “Ethan?” Savannah looked at me in confusion. “Why am I here?” My eyes burned with fury. Panic flashed across her face. “Ethan, listen to me, this is all a misunderstanding!” she blurted, reaching for my hand. I yanked my hand away. “A misunderstanding? We’ve been married two years, and you wouldn’t even let me touch you there! But you’re out here doing this with someone else?” “Savannah! How could I have been so blind?” I was shouting at her now. Savannah burst into tears, crying, “Ethan, please, let me explain. It’s not what you think… it’s really not…” “Enough!” I cut her off, glaring at her with all the disgust I felt, and walked out of the room. “Ethan!” Savannah sobbed behind me, but my heart didn’t soften. She had betrayed me and made a fool of me in front of everyone. And now she had the nerve to cry? Back at home, I stared at the wedding photo hanging on the wall, feeling nothing but bitterness. My phone rang—it was Savannah. I hung up. She called again. I hung up once more. Finally, I turned off my phone. Out of sight, out of mind. I grabbed a case of beer from the fridge and started drinking, bottle after bottle. Soon enough, I had finished all twelve beers. I grabbed another case, but after only a few more bottles, I felt my stomach turn. I ran to the bathroom and threw up violently into the toilet. Then, I collapsed on the bathroom floor and passed out. “Ethan! Ethan! Wake up!” A voice shouted me awake. I opened my heavy eyes and saw a blurry figure standing over me. “Ethan, what the hell are you doing, drinking yourself to death?” The figure slapped my face lightly, helping me sit up. It was Landon, my best friend. “Landon? What are you doing here?” I slurred, my tongue thick with alcohol. Landon wrinkled his nose. “How much did you drink? You stink!” “Savannah called me. She couldn’t get ahold of you and asked me to come check on you.” 3. The moment I heard Savannah’s name, rage surged through me. I shouted, “She actually had the nerve to send you here? Get lost! Tell her to go to hell!” Landon stared at me in shock. He nudged my arm and asked, “Ethan, what the hell is going on? I thought you and Savannah were good?” My face, already flushed from the alcohol, darkened even more. “She cheated.” “What? Savannah cheated?” Landon’s disbelief was written all over his face. I let out a bitter laugh. “You don’t believe it? Hell, I didn’t either!” “But she was sent to my ER, Landon. How could I not believe it?” I ran my hands through my hair, feeling the frustration and pain deep in my bones, my eyes bloodshot. “What exactly happened? Tell me everything.” Clenching my teeth, I told Landon the whole story, every painful detail. When I was done, Landon’s mouth hung open for a moment before he sighed and patted me on the shoulder. “So, what’s your plan? Are you getting a divorce?” I looked down, my voice full of bitterness, “What else? You think I’m going to wait around?” Landon hesitated, then said, “Look, is it possible there’s some misunderstanding? I’ve known Savannah for a while, and I just don’t see her doing something like this.” “Misunderstanding?!” I shouted, my voice raw with anger. “She tore herself open, Landon! What kind of misunderstanding could possibly explain that?!” Seeing how angry I was, Landon didn’t press the issue. “Alright, if that’s what you’ve decided. But you’ll need a lawyer for the divorce. Right now, you don’t have any solid proof of her cheating. If you go through with it now, you’ll probably have to split everything, right? I’m pretty sure you paid for the house.” I froze. “You’re telling me if I divorce her now, I have to give her half of my house?” Landon nodded. “That’s bullshit!” I yelled. Landon shrugged. “Look, don’t take it out on me. That’s just how it works. Unless you can find hard evidence that she cheated.” I stood there, my face twisting with rage. Then I gritted my teeth and said, “Fine. I’ll wait. I’ll gather proof and make sure she walks away with nothing.” Two days later, Savannah was discharged from the hospital. Those two days were pure agony. Every time I was at work, I felt the eyes of my coworkers burning into me. The humiliation was unbearable. The more they stared, the more my hatred for Savannah grew. If it weren’t for the plan to strip her of everything, I would’ve divorced her on the spot. Savannah was discharged while I was working the night shift. She came to the ER. “Ethan.” She stood in the doorway, wringing her hands together, looking pitiful and small. I gave her a cold look, saying nothing. Seeing my reaction, she stepped closer. “Ethan, please, let me explain. It’s not what you think…” “Get out,” I said coldly, cutting her off. I didn’t want to hear another word. Tears sprang to her eyes. She pulled out her phone and held it out to me. “Ethan, if you just watch this video, you’ll understand. I know I was wrong, but things aren’t how they seem.” I felt my jaw tighten as I stared at the phone in her hand. A video? She had the audacity to record this? Fine, I thought. I’ll watch your damn video. Let’s see just how deep you’ve dug yourself. I snatched the phone from her hand, my fingers trembling with rage, and opened the video. Savannah’s scream filled the room. “Ahhh!” “Don’t be scared, Savannah,” a woman’s voice said. “It hurts at first, but you’ll get used to it. Look at me—I did.”
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