The Choice of Death
My sister and I are twins, and we both have kidney failure.
After a long wait, we finally find two matching kidneys. The doctor is prepared to transplant one for me and one for her.
However, she breaks down in tears in my fiancé's arms—she wants both kidneys for herself.
When I object, my fiancé locks me up at home. He has my sister undergo surgery to have both kidneys transplanted.
"You haven't been sick for as long as your sister has. She just wants to live like a normal person—how can you be so selfish? Can't you wait for the next matching kidney?"
He doesn't know that I can't wait any longer, though. I'm going to die soon.