The Donor's Deception
Language: en
In my past life, the underprivileged student my boyfriend sponsored offered to donate her bone marrow to me. Our match was a perfect ten-out-of-ten. My parents immediately treated her like their own daughter, even gifting her half the shares of our family’s company. But my boyfriend constantly claimed she was "feeling unwell," delaying the surgery again and again. On the day of the seventh delay, I had already completed the myeloablative conditioning. I lay in the hospital, waiting to die. Right before I took my last breath, my boyfriend appeared before me, holding her hand. "Chloe, it’s…