FAZER LOGINClaire sold the last property she owned, the old family house, barely scraping together enough to cover Elias' final medical bills. She moved into a windowless basement apartment near the hospital.Every day, when she wasn't caring for Elias, she collected recyclables to sell for cash. The woman who'd once been so concerned with appearances, who'd looked down on me, had become everything she used to despise.The relatives had long since cut ties, afraid of getting dragged down with them.One day, Claire ran into Jamie on the street. Jamie was driving a brand new sports car, with a handsome man in the passenger seat. When she saw Claire in her ragged clothes, she rolled down the window with a contemptuous smile."Well, well, if it isn't Claire Hawthorne. Look at you. Need some spare change?"She pulled a hundred-dollar bill from her wallet and tossed it at Claire's feet like she was throwing scraps to a beggar. Then she hit the gas and sped off.Claire stood frozen, staring at t
Claire couldn't stand the stares and whispers. She covered her face and ran out of the hospital.After listening to the recordings, Elias was so enraged that he passed out cold. When he came to, he found himself transferred to the worst ward in the hospital, a room shared with seven other patients.Some patients snored while others groaned in pain. Families argued constantly. The mix of sounds and smells was nauseating.He started hating everyone. He hated my ruthlessness, Jamie's betrayal, his relatives' indifference, and the fickle internet mob.He took all his rage out on the one person who stayed by his side. Claire."This is all your fault! If it weren't for you, things wouldn't have turned out like this! You did this! You ruined me!"Like a madman, he attacked Claire with his fists. She covered her head, crying as she dodged his blows. "Sweetheart, it wasn't me. I did everything for you.""For me? You did it for yourself! For your pathetic pride!"Their image of a lovin
"Five Years of Devotion, Rewarded with Betrayal: Dying Man's Fiancee Flees with His Money and Her Lover"In the article, I was painted as a manipulative gold digger with loose morals. Elias was portrayed as a hardworking man who'd been drained of everything by his fiancee, then tossed aside like garbage.The post included photos of Elias coughing up blood in his hospital bed alongside that radiant photo from my social media. The stark visual contrast immediately went viral. Thousands of people who didn't know the truth were outraged.My personal information was doxxed within hours. My phone number, ID number, home address, even photos from my college years, were plastered all over the internet. Insults and curses flooded in like a tidal wave.My social media accounts were completely overrun with comments."Vicious bitch! Go kill yourself!""You spent your husband's life-saving money on vacation and you can sleep at night?""Hope you and your lover crash and burn!"I read throug
Elias lay in the hospital bed with the blanket pulled over his head, burning with shame. He never imagined he'd become a laughingstock in such a humiliating way.Meanwhile, I stood on the shore of a glacier lagoon in Svalgard. Massive icebergs drifted across the water, glowing an ethereal blue. Seagulls circled overhead, their cries sharp and clear.I pulled my down jacket tighter and took a deep breath of the cold, pristine air. My phone screen lit up with a photo from a new friend I'd made. In the picture, I stood inside an ice cave, smiling brightly.I posted it to my social media with the caption, "The world is vast. I'm so glad I got out."I didn't block anyone. One of Elias' distant cousins saw it first. She took a screenshot and sent it to the family group chat called "Our Happy Family" that they'd kicked me out of ages ago."Look! Myra's living it up abroad!"The group chat blew up instantly."Oh my God! She has the nerve to post photos? Elias is dying!""That's Svalgar
Elias started frantically calling his relatives to borrow money. All those people who'd flattered him at the holiday dinner and praised his generosity now gave almost identical responses."Oh, Elias, it's not that your uncle doesn't want to help. Money's just really tight right now.""Elias, your cousin just bought a house. We really don't have anything to spare.""Our money's all tied up in investments. We can't access it right now."Finally, he called one of Claire's poker buddies, the woman who'd once praised him as "so successful". The moment she realized it was him, her voice turned irritated."Your mother already asked me! Where would I get that kind of money? Didn't you give it all to your ex-girlfriend for some investment? Go ask her!"Besides, your illness is a money pit. Do you think we're made of money? Why would I throw good money after bad?"She hung up abruptly.Elias gripped his phone, trembling violently. Only now did he realize how quickly connections disappear
Elias' face flushed red. He shoved the billing statement away."Shut up!" he shouted. "That money was hers! She'll come back!""Come back?" Jamie looked like she'd heard the funniest joke in the world. "Elias, wake up! Why do you think she left?"She leaned in close to his ear, her voice soft but cruel. "Did it ever occur to you that she might have heard what you said to me on the balcony that night?"Elias' eyes widened in shock.That night, after I'd fallen asleep, he had snuck out to the balcony to call Jamie."Babe, I know this is hard on you. Once I get the transplant and recover, I'll break up with that woman. The house will be ours then. The second it's in my name, I'll add yours too."Her? She's just a means to an end. What good is she besides that kidney? Once I'm done with her, I'll kick her to the curb. The only person I've ever loved is you."Elias remembered saying those exact words to keep Jamie happy. He stared at her, disbelief washing over him. "You planned thi







