Semua Bab Trading My Last Chance to Live: Bab 1 - Bab 9

The next day, while the nurse was busy with my medication, Mom walked into the room holding a thermal food jar.The familiar scent of chicken soup made me pause.From the moment I was diagnosed with heart failure, I couldn't keep any food down, so Mom would stew a different kind of soup for me every day. She would sit by my bedside, feeding me spoonful by spoonful, her eyes red. "If you can get better, I'll willingly give up ten years of my life."Now, she asked, "Did you take Michelle's protective charm?"My chest tightened. "No."Mom didn't believe me and opened all my drawers to check. "How is that possible? She came over yesterday and couldn't find it after that."She casually tossed my pill organizer, medical forms, and childhood photos aside. One of the pill bottles fell to the floor and rolled under the bed.I steadied myself against the edge of the bed to retrieve it, but my vision suddenly went black.When Mom noticed, she frowned. "Didn't the doctor say they'd pulle

On the day of Michelle's surgery, my parents and Dante waited outside her room before dawn as the first snow fell.Mom brushed her hair while Dad kept pressing the doctor about the risks.Dante crouched beside her bed and put the lucky charm that belonged to me around her neck. He told her, "Don't be scared. We'll be waiting outside."I stood at the far end of the corridor, watching them quietly. No one noticed that I had changed into a hospital gown too.In the early hours of the morning, I suffered acute heart failure and was rushed to the intensive care unit. The doctor said a standard room was no longer suitable for me and that my family needed to sign a form acknowledging my critical condition.But they couldn't get in touch with them, so the nurse told me to find them.I had only taken a few steps when a searing pain attacked me. It felt as though a rusty knife was slowly twisting inside my chest with every breath I took.Mom spotted me first. She quickly walked over and g

During Michelle's two-week hospital stay, no one made a serious effort to look for me. Dad had his assistant inquire about my whereabouts, but he only discovered that I had left my original room. So, Dad concluded that I had transferred to another hospital without telling the family."She's deliberately avoiding us." Dad leafed through Michelle's rehabilitation plan, his expression cold. "She thinks that by doing this, we'll feel guilty for giving up on her."However, Mom was filled with unease. "They were resuscitating her then. Could she really have transferred herself to another hospital?"Dad didn't answer.As for Dante, he stood by the window, staring at his last message to me, demanding to know why I refused to give the bracelet to Michelle.Michelle grabbed Mom's hand, her eyes reddened. "Is Lia still mad at me? If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have had to leave."Mom immediately comforted her, "This has nothing to do with you. She gave up the spot herself. Nobody forc

Mom suddenly recalled the time I underwent my first surgery at the age of three. The doctors had warned of the high risks involved, and she held me close, weeping in the hospital corridor all night long. She repeatedly told me that she would be waiting for me outside, running alongside the gurney as I was wheeled into the operating room.Dad once set aside all his work to personally send and pick me up from school. There was a time I fainted in class, and he rushed over so frantically that he even put his shoes on the wrong way.Dante was even more fiercely protective of me from the time we were young. When my classmates mocked me for being so frail, he immediately confronted and fought them. When my condition flared up in the middle of the night, he carried me on his back to seek help, refusing to stop even after scraping his knees badly.They used to be so terrified that I might die. So, why did that fear fade away later on?Mom slumped beside the morgue freezer, sobbing so har