They Asked for My Kidney, I Gave Them Hell

slick, expensive-looking lawyer. Molly was dressed in a soft, pale pink dress, looking frag

' s table. I hadn' t hired a

rmenting a poor, innocent girl. He presented their 'evidence' -screenshots of my single attempt to conta

ked at me with a mixture of pity and disapproval. "

ut clear. "I am sick, and I was scared. I reached out to

understand your fear. But this woman saved your life. On humanitarian grounds, h

answer, her fathe

! There is no law that requires repayment for a gift! We will not risk our daughter' s health

rrowed. "Sir, pleas

revealed their true colors, the selfish

can be construed as harassment. I have no choice but to grant the restraining o

across Molly' s face. Her par

had shown up for support. Molly was giving an interview, her voice filled with relief. "I' m just

wered it, a bright smile on her face,

d. The color drai

le," she stammered into the pho

bright red streak against her pale skin. It dripped onto the f

coll

to her side. The crowd of reporters and

e realization hit her like a physical blow. The f

terror as her parents tried to help her up. "You

able, and watched the chaos unfold. The