My Family Fell Apart After I Died Serving as My Sister's Blood Bank
Winter Coldfeeling weak days after donating bloodi will not return to my familyi was forced to donate two hearts, and my husband went mad with regreti gave them my kidneys they gave me hatred
He gave me a stern warning, "Alice, if you keep this up, you’re going to die. You need to stop thinking only about your sister. What about the people who care about you?"
I smiled fearlessly. “But those people only care about her. As long as she’s alive, they might spare me a little affection.”
Shawn’s voice was resolute. “If you come back to donate again, I won’t be part of it.”
Beatrice had a rare blood disorder, and to make matters worse, she had RH-negative blood—a rare type that's hard to match. Every so often, she needed a transfusion.
I was the only one in the family who could donate for her.