Kicking Toxic People Out of My Life
At my age, I didn't have the strength to resist.
As soon as the cold prick of a needle touched my skin, a sense of dread enveloped me. Finally, I confessed the secret I'd kept hidden for years, "Xav, I really can't donate my kidney to Queenie. I only have one. If I give it up, I'll die."
The nurse's hand froze mid-motion. "What now? Should I draw the blood or not?" she asked with frustration.
In the next instant, Xavier thrust the needle into my arm. A hint of mockery flashed across his face as he spat, "Harper Jenkins, you'll say anything to avoid this, won't you?
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