The Heart I Gave The Love I Lost

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The day Alexander Morgan received the Global Humanitarian Award.

I had just been given a death sentence by my doctors – I couldn’t afford another artificial heart replacement.

On TV, the host asked Alexander to call the person he regretted losing most. Without hesitation, he dialed my number.

When I answered, I heard him ask: “Do you regret leaving me for money back then?”

Looking at the astronomical bill for my artificial heart replacement, I let out a soft laugh. “Since you’re swimming in billions now, Alexander, any chance you could spot me $200K?”

The line went dead. On TV, I watched his cold expression as he said: “I have no regrets

anymore.”

What he never knew was that years ago, when his heart was failing, I had secretly arranged to give him mine.

Shortly after the broadcast ended, I received a $200,000 transfer from Alexander. I froze for a moment, my feelings complicated.

After paying the medical bills, I heard a familiar voice outside my hospital room. Through the door crack, I saw Alexander’s silhouette. Seven years hadn’t left a single mark on him. The only difference was the person by his side it was no longer me.

Fresh from the awards ceremony, still in his formal wear, he had rushed to the hospital. His girlfriend Emily had a slight stomach ache. I watched as he held her lovingly in his arms.

I lowered my head, attempting to quietly close the door without being noticed. Alexander yanked it open. Startled, I looked up, meeting his gaze.

coldness. “Seven years of radio silence and you can’t even manage a hello?”

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him, a thousand words crossed my mind, but what came out was: “Alexander, could lend me another $300,0007”

you

anger flashing in his cold eyes. He grabbed my wrist: “After seven years, this is

to say?”

marks on my wrist stung sharply. Taking a deep breath, I said softly: “Oh, don’t worry about the money, Mr. Morgan. I’m sure

his expression complicated. Before he could speak, Emily wrapped her arms around his: “Darling,

your ex–wife?”

with pity: “What can $300,000

cost $500,000!”

a shame you didn’t treasure him, Sarah. If you hadn’t

to the past. Alexander and I met in college. We were together for five years. Back then, he wasn’t a billionaire entrepreneur. And my health wasn’t as poor as it

found someone who cared deeply about them. We worked

The treatment and transplant surgery required a fortune. We spent all our

our business.

gather medical expenses, I worked multiple jobs daily, ate once a day, stretched every dollar. I worked tirelessly just to save enough for

couldn’t find a suitable heart.

the doctor found me. They said they had found a match.

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to the present.

she hadn’t been so heartless, I

yours. And next time, don’t hold back money’s no object for

the needle marks on my wrist seemed to pierce my heart,