After the Surgery Succeeded, Everyone Wanted Me Dead

I peeled the gauze off my bionic eyes and got my sight back. My husband, Ivan, cupped my face, thrilled, and in the instant our eyes met, he jerked away as if he'd been shocked. His face went ghost-white. He dropped to his knees and kowtowed to me like a madman, even willing to walk out without a cent, begging me to divorce him right then. I called my best friend that same night for help. The video call had barely connected when she screamed, smashed her phone, and blocked me for good.