When True Love Costs Everything

dreams, haunted by stack of canvase

nson, the tech mogul, philanthropist, and the man I' d

d, her voice dripping with condescending sweetness as she dism

of faking my illness and abandoning him for money when he had

Jessica spotted me and signaled Mark, who humiliated me publicly, snarling that

oured water on me, and Mark, with icy contempt, declared I deserved even less, dr

nymous kidney donor, dying because of it, but I, burdened by an inexplicable need to p

ose the easier lie and transferred a fortune into my account, a monstrous payment

carefully constructed reality,

unged to smother me with a pillow, only to be stopped by Mark, who, in th

crifice, donating his healthy kidney to save my life, fulfilling his promise