The Price of My Heart
Language: en
There was a whiteboard in our house. Written on it was my countdown. "Days until Lily's estimated heart failure: 47." Every morning, my mother would carefully erase yesterday's number and write a new one. Like a grocery store counting down to a clearance sale. Precise, cold, and full of anticipation. My name is Lily Brooks. I am twelve years old. I have congenital heart disease. The doctors said without surgery, I wouldn't live past six months. The surgery costs three million dollars. My father, Edward Brooks, is a real estate tycoon worth two billion dollars. But he said, "Three…