The Kidney Donor and the Billionaire's Bride
Upper East Side was as
s. Davies, opened the door.
how Miss Miller to a room. The one in
servants' quarters
me near the mai
ood sent up. She
eared int
grand staircase, then do
had a narrow bed and a single wi
brought shortl
nk y
losing the
he bed. The s
mirror was a stranger. Ga
brought a tray. Soup,
was the best food
ent to see
chines beeping sof
pale, her bre
ing her frail hand. I
whispered. My
luttered. She
in the doorw
was unr
she might not...
kind to my mot
n't re
tomorrow. For the eng
it like
derst
uble. I just wanted
a moment, then
until a nurse gently
room, I touched t
gged line, still
of a despe
needed a kidney. Victori
y, a way for me to get some much-ne
ely covered the first
in a discreet clinic,
had bee
s. Sleep was a
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