My Goodbye Drove Him Mad
The day Pedro Palmer's mom was supposed to get my kidney, I ghosted.
He waited outside the OR for ten hours. What did he get? A death notice.
After that, he went full beast mode on his career.
Five years later, his company blew up. Media darling. CEO. Power suit. And yeah, he was holding another girl's hand, all smiles for the cameras.
"Do you have anything to say to Ruth Rackham? We heard she supported your early days," a reporter asked.
Not even a pause. "Yeah. Thanks for vanishing. For letting my mom die with questions. For wrecking me. She taught me not to trust anyone."
He stepped in closer, eyes cold. "This is what you wanted, Ruth? Too bad. Love's gone. And you? Not even worth my hate."
That's when Nellie Lyon, the reporter, went pale.
"Mr. Palmer... Ruth Rackham died five years ago. She was the test subject. She donated her body—before she passed..."