Loved Me at the End
In the eighth year of helping Keith Hunter pay off his debts, I was diagnosed with stomach cancer.
I tested the waters and asked him, half joking, "If I got cancer, would you save me?"
He laughed, saying I was overthinking it. Then he added firmly, "If it ever came to that, I would sell my blood to pay for your treatment."
I lay awake all night, tossing and turning, still feeling like I couldn't drag him down with me.
Before taking a sleeping pill, a notification popped up on my phone about a social media post.
[How do I dump an older woman who paid off my debts for eight years without too much drama?]
The profile picture looked eerily like Keith's silhouette from behind.
He wrote, [E
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