Nothing Owed Deserves Eternity
The woman my husband never got over and I were rushed to the hospital after the same car accident.
The hospital's plasma supply was dangerously low. To get her into surgery as quickly as possible, my husband, Maxwell Gallagher, chose to draw my blood.
What he did not know was that I had hemophilia.
That single decision drained the life from me. My body failed first. My heart followed, quietly and completely.
"Once Josie is stable, I'll make it up to you," he said, forcing the promise through clenched resolve.
I smiled faintly as I listened. By then, everything inside me was already dead.
Just as my existence was about to be erased, the Neural Outcome Determination Engine took my place and returned to my body.
I thought Maxwell would never realize the truth.
But the moment he looked into "my" eyes, he broke down completely.