Chapter 2

    Years had passed since that fateful day in the hospital, and Becky's life had transformed in ways she never thought possible. She and William were married, living in a beautiful mansion, and surrounded by love and luxury. 

    

    On the surface, their marriage seemed perfect. William was charming, attentive, and loving. He showered Becky with affection and gifts, making her feel like a queen.

    

    But despite the outward appearance of happiness, Becky couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. She felt like she was living in a dream, a dream that could end at any moment. She tried to brush off the feeling, attributing it to the stress of adjusting to a new life. But as the months went by, the feeling only intensified.

    

    Becky pushed the thoughts aside, focusing on the celebration of their third wedding anniversary. William had planned a romantic dinner at their favorite restaurant, and Becky was excited to spend a special evening with him. 

    

    As they sat down at their table, Becky couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude towards William. He had given her a new lease on life, and she was determined to make their marriage work.

    

    But as the dinner progressed, Becky noticed that William seemed distant. He was quieter than usual, and his eyes seemed to hold a faraway look. Becky tried to brush it off, thinking that he was just stressed or preoccupied.

    

    But then, just as they were finishing their dessert, William spoke up. His voice was low and serious, and it sent a shiver down Becky's spine. 

    

    "Becky, I need to tell you something," he said, his eyes locked onto hers. "Something important."

    

    Becky's heart skipped a beat as she wondered what William was going to say. Was he going to tell her that he loved her more than ever? That he couldn't imagine a life without her?

    

    But what he said next shattered her world. "I didn't marry you because I loved you, Becky," William said, his voice devoid of emotion. "I married you because I thought you had the heart of Lend."

    

    Becky's eyes widened in shock as she stared at William. Lend? Who was Lend? And why would William marry her because of someone else's heart?

    

    "What do you mean?" Becky asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

    

    William's eyes seemed to cloud over, and he looked away. "Lend was my lover," he said. "She died few years back, and I was devastated. But when I found out about your transplant, I thought...I thought it was her heart inside you."

    

    Becky felt like she'd been punched in the gut. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. William had married her because of some dead woman's heart?

    

    "And now?" Becky asked, her voice shaking with emotion. "What do you feel now?"

    

    William's eyes met hers, and Becky saw a mixture of sadness and regret. "I've been doing some research," he said. "And I think the heart might not be Lend's after all. It's someone else's."

    

    Becky's world was spinning. She didn't know what to feel or think. All she knew was that her marriage, the foundation of her new life, was built on a lie.

    

    "What does this mean for us?" Becky asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

    

    William's expression was somber. "I think it's time for us to go our separate ways, Becky. I think it's time for a divorce."

    

    Becky's heart shattered into a million pieces as she stared at William.

    

    "I've found who has Lend's heart and I want to be with her instead," he replied without looking at her in the eye. "Her name is Ellen Quincy. She's the one with Lend's heart. I want to be with her instead."

    

    The words hung in the air like a challenge, leaving Becky stunned and speechless. What was she supposed to do now?

    

    “Let's get a divorce.”

    

    Becky's mind reeled as she processed William's words. She felt like she was living in a nightmare, a never-ending cycle of shock and betrayal. She couldn't believe that the man she had given her heart to, the man she had married, could be so callous and heartless.

    

    "You're leaving me for someone else?" Becky asked, her voice shaking with anger and hurt. "Someone who has Lend's heart?"

    

    William nodded, his expression unyielding. "Yes, I am. I've found the person who has Lend's heart, and I want to be with her. I think it's the best decision for both of us."

    

    Becky felt like she had been punched in the gut again. She couldn't believe that William was so willing to discard her, to throw away their marriage and their love, for someone else.

    

    "And what about me?" Becky asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "What about the life we've built together?"

    

    William shrugged. "I'm sorry, Becky. But I have to follow my heart. And my heart belongs to Lend, or at least, the person who has her heart."

    

    Becky's eyes filled with tears as she stared at William. She couldn't believe that he was so willing to hurt her, to destroy their marriage and their love, for someone else.

    

    As the reality of the situation sunk in, Becky felt a sense of desperation wash over her. She didn't want to lose William, not like this. She didn't want to be discarded like a used tissue.

    

    "Wait," Becky said, her voice shaking. "Can't we...can't we work through this? Can't we try to make our marriage work?"

    

    William's expression was unyielding. "I'm sorry, Becky. But it's too late for that. I've made up my mind. I want a divorce, and I want to be with Ellen Quincy."

    

    The words hung in the air like a challenge, leaving Becky stunned and speechless. What was she supposed to do now?

    

    As the dinner came to an end, William stood up, his eyes avoiding Becky's. "I'll have my lawyer draw up the divorce papers," he said. "I'll make sure everything is taken care of."

    

    Becky watched as William walked away, feeling like she was losing herself. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that she had to find a way to move on. She had to find a way to heal and to rebuild her life.

    

    But as she sat there, staring at the empty chair across from her, Becky couldn't help but wonder...who was Ellen Quincy? And what was it about her that made William want to leave Becky behind?

    

    Becky's mind was filled with questions, but she knew that she had to find the answers. She had to know why William was so obsessed with Lend's heart, and why he was willing to throw away their marriage for someone else.

    

    As she sat there, trying to make sense of it all, Becky felt a spark of determination ignite within her. She was going to find out who Ellen Quincy was, and she was going to fight for her marriage. She was going to make William see that she was the one who loved him, not some ghost from his past.

    

    With a newfound sense of purpose, Becky stood up, her eyes fixed on the door. She was going to take control of her life, and she was going to make sure that William didn't get away with hurting her.

    

    She was going to fight for her marriage, and she was going to win.