Crazy With Remorse
My cancer relapses in the middle of the night. I beg my husband to take me to the hospital, but he turns and leaves to be with his true love. Before leaving, he says, "Your acting is getting more believable."
All I get in return for a decade of my love is a broken heart.
Later, his true love gets in an accident and needs to be operated on. I decide to let go and give them the happy ending they always want, so I donate my heart to her.
My husband has always detested me, but he loses his mind after my death.