The Heart I Gave The Love I Lost

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

“I’ve wrestled with whether to share this truth for years,” the surgeon posted online. “Every

time I came close, I remembered her pleading with us to keep her secret.”

“Had I known she was struggling so much… God, I should have spoken up sooner.”

The news that I’d given Alexander my heart exploded across social media, but I was oblivious in my little sanctuary.

I was picking up fresh produce at the local market when I saw the van coming. Then everything went dark.

I woke up to Rachel’s tear–stained face. She’d made peace with my terminal diagnosis, but

this senseless violence was too much.

The door flew open. Alexander stood there, chest heaving, clothes disheveled, hands bloody from presumably punching walls. His fingers trembled as he held up my medical file.

tell me?” His voice cracked.

feel strangely hollow. I just smiled. Words seemed

now.

before. “I’ll find the best specialists, call in every favor, spend whatever

throat. I managed

not to my apartment, but to

like we were still newlyweds. One afternoon, watching

won’t like you

that matters is finding

14:50

tried to

how

bought me time, but my

better than anyone. When I’d given Alexander my heart, our matching blood type had seemed like destiny. Maybe it was just not in the way I’d

a match. Before I could