epomyl
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“Okay.” Abigail lets out a shaky breath, fresh tears slipping from her glassy, broken eyes.
He almost wants to go to her, to offer her a hug, because she’s still his friend at the end of everything…
But he doesn’t.
“Okay,” She repeats, “So you’ll apply to other hospitals. You’ll finish your residency somewhere else. We’ll change your number—”
“Abigail—” He tries, and her voice raises.
“No!” Her voice is thick, “No, you let me fucking speak, Frank!”
“Okay.” He sighs, letting her have the floor.
“If you want to save this marriage, you need to do exactly what I just said.” Her voice breaks a little as she continues, “We need to move. You can’t see her again—”
“I can’t.” He lets himself admit, his own voice thick as he realizes that there’s really no going back, at this point. This is it. This is the end of his marriage.
“What do you mean you can’t?” She cries out, “Frank, is eight years really worth eight months?”
It absolutely is. Mel’s worth everything to him.
“I can’t.” He repeats himself, “I love her.”
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12 Jul 2026
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"Dude, speak up,” Abby nearly snaps when Frank, again, mumbles something completely unintelligible into his hands. “I’m not fluent in moron, they haven’t made it available on Duolingo yet.”
But when she finally manages to pry Frank's hands away from his face, she has the terrible realization that he might be crying.
“Oh my god,” she whispers, half amazed, half mortified. Maybe 1% absolutely fed up. “What the hell does Mel want to ask me?”
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Mel and Frank need a surrogate. They think Abby should apply for the job.
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12 Jul 2026
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“I need to get out of this dress,” Mel said abruptly.
Frank went very still beside her, his voice was quieter, lower too, “oh, yeah?”
“Yes. I get very overstimulated by unfamiliar fabrics, and this kind of zipper always digs in.”
“Right,” he said, leaning back again with a chuckle to himself, running a hand across his face. “Right.”
Or, Mel doesn’t work the day of Pittfest, nine months later she meets a handsome stranger at a bar
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08 Jul 2026
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