The Heart I Gave The Love I Lost

Chapter 6

I might not look pretty when I die, but I doubt she’ll be scared. After all, it will be our last moment in this world together. Maybe she’ll forgive me for this final surprise.

I returned to the old house beside St. Mary’s Home for Children. I don’t know how Alexander will react when he learns the truth. Honestly, I no longer care.

With Max, my golden retriever, at my side, I came back to the house where I grew up. I was an orphan, raised in the children’s home. The first time I left was for college – that’s where I met Alexander on my very first day. Now those memories feel heavy, like stones in my pocket.

The yard was overgrown, as tangled as my past. As I cleared away the weeds, it felt like I

was clearing away years of pain. With each patch of ground I cleaned, the weight of my approaching death lifted slightly,

Then I heard footsteps on the porch. “Sarah, honey… is that really you?”

I turned to see Miss Margaret, her silver hair catching the evening light, joy brightening her

weathered face.

“Miss Margaret.”

The familiar warmth of her presence washed over me. I suddenly realized I wasn’t

years as a teenager, keeping me on track when so many other

me. My carefully maintained composure

afraid of stirring up painful memories. Instead, she made her famous pot roast my childhood favorite and smiled as she watched me eat every

often found myself at the old stone bridge where I used to watch the

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far below like ants. The mountains seemed so

changed. A simple social media post brought my story

a beautiful view and plenty of sunlight. When I asked if it was for a family

a photo of my profile.

just the gold–digger who abandoned the famous. Alexander Morgan. Now people sensed there was

woman came in asking about sunflowers for her funeral. Said they always face the light, so they’d help her find warmth in the darkness. Later found out she was planning her own funeral.

when everyone realized I

tide

that party just to see him one last time ?” “What

heart transplant history was

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internet went silent.