They Asked for My Kidney, I Gave Them Hell

They Asked for My Kidney, I Gave Them Hell

Gavin

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Three years ago, I saved a stranger' s life by donating a kidney, an anonymous act of compassion. Now, a year after losing my heroic fiancé, Andrew, I' m pregnant with his child, the only piece of him I have left. My life should be about new beginnings. But then, a knock on my door shattered everything. Standing there were Molly Chadwick, the woman I' d saved, and her parents, their faces grim. Molly' s donated kidney was failing, and they weren't there to thank me. They were there to demand my other kidney, for her, immediately. I refused. How could I sacrifice my unborn baby? Their pleas turned to threats, then a public smear campaign that branded me a monster. One night, they ambushed me. I woke up in a sterile clinic in Mexico, terrified, realizing they planned to forcibly take my kidney. I begged, pleaded for my baby, but they ignored me. The anesthetic surged, and I felt life drain away. I died on that table. But then, I woke up. In my own bed. My baby still safe inside me. The date on my phone was three days before they ever came to my door. The horrific memory was physically crushing, but beneath it, a burning fury ignited. I' d been given a second chance. Not for peace, but for vengeance. This time, I would protect my child. And the Chadwicks would pay.

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Three years ago, I saved a stranger' s life by donating a kidney, an anonymous act of compassion.

Now, a year after losing my heroic fiancé, Andrew, I' m pregnant with his child, the only piece of him I have left. My life should be about new beginnings.

But then, a knock on my door shattered everything.

Standing there were Molly Chadwick, the woman I' d saved, and her parents, their faces grim.

Molly' s donated kidney was failing, and they weren't there to thank me.

They were there to demand my other kidney, for her, immediately.

I refused. How could I sacrifice my unborn baby? Their pleas turned to threats, then a public smear campaign that branded me a monster. One night, they ambushed me.

I woke up in a sterile clinic in Mexico, terrified, realizing they planned to forcibly take my kidney. I begged, pleaded for my baby, but they ignored me. The anesthetic surged, and I felt life drain away. I died on that table.

But then, I woke up. In my own bed. My baby still safe inside me. The date on my phone was three days before they ever came to my door.

The horrific memory was physically crushing, but beneath it, a burning fury ignited.

I' d been given a second chance. Not for peace, but for vengeance. This time, I would protect my child. And the Chadwicks would pay.

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