My husband's childhood sweetheart had a check-up at my hospital and was unfortunately diagnosed with cervical cancer.
After triple-checking, I took the report home to urge her to start treatment immediately.
Not only did she refuse to believe it, but she also wrapped her arms around my husband's neck and slowly sat on his lap, acting coy.
"Tiernan, is sister just bitter that she can't have children herself, so she can't stand to see me happy?"
My good intentions were completely disregarded. I looked at her provocative gaze and laughed bitterly in anger.
My husband, who usually dotes on me endlessly, furrowed his brow in clear disapproval.
What he said next left me frozen in place.
"Lacey, when did you become so vicious?"
"How dare you curse Scarlett with infertility."