The Heart I Gave The Love I Lost

Chapter 2

“You’re exactly the same as seven years ago – everything’s about money with you!”

I stood

up, looking at Alexander’s healthy physique. A faint smile crossed my lips as I picked up my medical records.

“Since you know how much I love money, Mr. Morgan, perhaps you’d like to lend me

more?”

Emily burst into tears, clutching his strong arm while shooting me a look full of mockery

and malice.

“Darling, what if she’s telling the truth?” she sniffled. “Besides

it was Sarah who

abandoned you, and then that kind donor’s heart saved your life! Shouldn’t we help her?”

Her words seemed to remind Alexander of how I had supposedly left him for money. The anger and hesitation in his eyes instantly froze over.

“A donor’s heart can’t save someone without a shred of humanity. She doesn’t deserve it.”

As Alexander turned to leave with Emily, she continued pleading. But in the split second she

her lips curled

medical records, now covered in

as they walked away. After a while, I

lips, staring at the words “artificial heart

Alexander still didn’t know – the heart beating in his chest was mine.

years ago, when we couldn’t find a matching donor, Alexander grew weaker by the day. Artificial heart technology wasn’t

arranged to give him my heart. I received the cheapest.

Me The

Chapter 21

heart with a theoretical lifespan of seven years – it

randomly seize with pain. Coughing up blood and sudden weakness became my new normal. Without money, I kept postponing the

newer artificial heart.

chest sent its seventh warning pulse. I knew it had reached its

was small, damp, and freezing in winter, sweltering in summer- but the rent was cheap. This was where Alexander and I once lived, where we’d dreamed about our

match for his, I pretended to

him divorce papers.

all the hardships, I never complained once, staying faithfully by his side. He knew how deeply I loved him and couldn’t believe I would leave. And I knew he loved me to his core.

have let me trade my life for his. So I had to be cruel, pretending I’d had enough enough of the endless struggles by his side, enough of living without hope, enough of generic medications, one meal

him I was

proud man who had never feared hardship or pain broke

my organ donation

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