The Man She Let Die
I paid Curtis Robinett 200 thousand dollars a month to be a standby blood donor.
My fiancée, Eden May, thought it was a waste of money. So she reassigned him to work part-time as her personal assistant instead.
When Curtis accidentally submitted my marriage license appointment as a divorce filing for the 99th time, I kicked open Eden's office door.
She didn't even look up.
"We're in no rush to get married anyway," she said calmly. "Curtis is just careless. That's how he's always been."
Later, in the emergency room, I called Eden while doctors rushed around me, my throat shredded from yelling.
"Where's my emergency medical kit?" I rasped. "What did you do with it?"
Curtis answered inst
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