He Wanted My Heart, I Gave Him A Divorce

A person only has one heart, and my husband wanted mine for his student. Friends' night out. Julian got down on one knee in front of me, and the room went quiet. "Clara's a match," he said. "She needs the surgery. Soon." I went blank for a second. Then, strangely, not surprised. "A person only has one heart." "I'll get you the best cardiac surgeon in the city. We'll put in an LVAD." "I'm three months from my due date." "The baby…" He looked away. "We can try again. This one, we'd have to let go." Then Clara's laugh cut through the room, bright and clear. "April Fools, Professor! There's no match. I made it up." She covered her mouth, grinning. "I didn't actually think you'd go ask your wife." The room erupted. Someone called out, "That was brutal, man. Talk about being caught between a rock and a hard place." Another voice,"If she'd said I was the match, I'd already be on the operating table." I sat on the couch and said nothing. I'd already booked the appointment for tomorrow.