A Beautiful Defeat

“No.” He shook his head immediately. “Don’t you ever apologize for surviving. You hear me? Never.”

I looked around the room before throwing both hands into the air.

“Can somebody explain something to me?” I said, pointing an accusing finger at Aria. “My wife wakes up after days in a coma, looks me dead in the eyes, and the very first thing she tells me is that I smell.”

The entire room burst in