LOGINIt was the day Jessica Goldenfold got the International Wealth Club Charity Award. My doctor pronounced me dead, for I could not afford the artificial heart needed for my survival. The show's host asked Jessica to call the one whom she had the most regret about. She called my number. I picked it up. She asked, "Do you ever regret leaving me for money?" I stared at the obscene bill for the artificial heart. Then, I chuckled. "You're a rich girl, Jessica. How about a loan of 30 grand?" She killed the call. I watched her telling everyone in front of the cameras, "No more regrets." She had no idea at all. She had no idea that I was the one who gave my heart to her when she had heart failure. I did it behind her back.
View MoreJessica was leaning on the door with her whole body, her breathing ragged and heavy. And then she hurried inside. Her shirt was drenched in her sweat, and her skin was covered in grime. Her hands and feet were covered in cuts.Her eyes were tearful as she raised the crumpled diagnosis. I was pale as a ghost, and she saw that. Hoarsely, she asked, "Why didn't you tell me?"She was crying. This was when I was supposed to feel vindicated and glad. I did not. I just felt empty.A smile curled my lips, and I said nothing. Nothing mattered at this point.The tears would not stop coming for Jessica. She was trying to hold them in, yet she bawled her heart out. "I'll get the best doctors money can buy. I'll tap into every single connection. I will get you that heart."Her eyes were bloodshot. I wanted to say so much to her. Instead, I replied, "Of course."Jessica got me discharged and took me back to my old place, but she did not leave. Instead, she took great care of me. As I watched h
The base of the mountains were dotted with black and white. People. From where I stood, the mountains were enormous, and the people were little more than specks.…The rumors about me should've died down, but a simple sharing of someone's daily life dragged me back into the spotlight.The salesperson who recommended good grave spots to me was sharing his job's moments.'A tall, handsome guy came to me, saying he wanted to get a grave. Good view, good lighting, he told me. First time I'd heard of that, so I asked him if he was buying the spot for his parents or something. He said no. Told me he was getting it for himself. Man, that was… something.'He paired the caption with a photo of my profile. Not too clear, but it was enough to figure out I was the guy.That went viral. The Internet called me a heartless gold-digger who abandoned Jessica. Now, they found out I had a big secret of my own.Some guys tried looking into my past and found out a lot of details. 'A lad came asking
"Do you really think Jessica loves you? She only gave you money out of pity. I need you to know your place. You're nothing but an ex-husband who abandoned her. Everything she has now, I helped her build. I'm the one she loves."He was looking at me like I was beneath him. The guy did not even hide the fact that he was gloating.A stab of pain pierced my chest. A moment of silence later, I met his eyes. "At least I saved her life."That made his expression change. He looked like I'd cracked the biggest joke around. And the man broke into laughter. It took a very long time before he calmed down."Then, tell her. Let's see if she believes you, the heartless ex, or me, the one who went through life's ups and downs. You make me laugh."And he left in a dramatic gesture. I kept quiet. Of course. To the world, I was nothing but a heartless man who abandoned Jessica.…When I got back home, I found out all the discussion and abuse online had been eradicated. I went through my phone only
Christian's yells rang around my ears.…I woke up only to find myself in a hospital. The white of the world around me nearly blinded my eyes. Christian was staying by my bed. As I woke up, my worried friend asked, "How are you feeling? Anywhere unwell?"I opened my mouth. My throat was drier than a desert.A while later, the doctor came to check on me. The checkup left him looking solemn. He said, "Your body's incompatible with the artificial heart anymore, Mr. Shawlesque. If you cannot find a match in three months, your life will be in danger."I said nothing. Christian teared up. Three months? It was nearly impossible to find a match in that short a time.In other words, my days were numbered. Ninety days. Perhaps that was why God reunited me with Jessica. He saw my end. Though in the face of death, I remained calm. Then, I smiled at Christian. "Stop crying. I still have three months, not three days."I'd rather not spend my final months in a hospital, so I told him to get






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