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Not a Fiancée, a Resource

Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1421    |    Released on: 30/06/2025

and trembling as she held up her phone. The screen showed a tex

sion not changing. "It's exactly what

, 'Proceed with the 400cc draw. Chloe's vitals can handle it. Ethan needs it.

as usual, looked between them, confused. "Ch

her breath away. "By lying? By telling the nurses to take more blood from me than

tepped forward, trying to take the phone. Chloe

, placating tone that suddenly made her skin crawl. "Ethan'

arely get through my shifts at the hospital. I thought it was stress from the wedding, but it' s this. It' s you.

doubt in his eyes. "Liam, is that

g a comforting hand on his shoulder, but his words were for her. "Ethan, don't listen to her. She

face. Chloe watched them, a scene that had played out a thousand times before. Liam the pro

y, is it?" Chloe said, her vo

suddenly "felt weak." The times she' d left class or work early to rush to the hospital, a summons from a worried Liam, only to find Ethan looking tired but stable. The cons

hole in the bottom, a hole actively being drilled by Liam. And Ethan, her beloved Ethan, had just let it happen. He ne

learly sent before this confrontation, which he must hav

sure Chloe provides enough blood for the pre-wedding 'health buffer.' W

photos. The humiliation was a bitter taste in her mouth. She was not a partner, n

n her screen. This one was from Ethan.

ain. The doctor thinks one more small donation before the wedding would

emed to give up. A wave of dizziness washed over her, so intense the room tilted. Black spots dan

distant sound of her own name bei

spital room greeted her. The smell of antiseptic was

ce gentle but firm. "Your levels are dangerously low. You

ital room, with the steady beep of the monitor as her only company, the truth settled in her bones. It was over. She h

ed calls from Ethan and Liam. She ignored th

n calling me, frantic," Megan sai

ing strange and distant to her ears. "Hey, are

, but... Chloe, are you sure? You hate those

washing over her. "And I'm not going to find a br

oment, then Megan gasped. "

a flicker of something she hadn't felt in

ed bar, a glass of water in her hand. She felt out of place, a g

r colleague from her residency. He had always been kind, qui

anaging a small smile

his eyes kind. "Y

st made her cry. She took a deep breath instead. "I'm looking for a new b

sed. "Oh. I... I see.

eat me like their personal blood bank." Th

, his expression ser

m, caught complete

"I'm not sick. I have my own blood. And I've

timate act of love. Now she saw it for what it was. Ethan hadn't fallen in love with her, Chloe, the brilliant medical student. He had fallen in love with her rare blood type, the perfect ma

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Not a Fiancée, a Resource
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“"What is this, Liam?" My voice trembled, my hands shaking as I held up my phone, a text exchange between my fiancé, Liam, and a nurse flashing on the screen. It screamed, "Proceed with the 400cc draw. Chloe\'s vitals can handle it. Ethan needs it." My stomach lurched. Ethan, my beloved, sat there pale, while Liam, his best friend, dismissed my terror. "Chloe, you\'re overreacting," Liam\'s smooth voice oozed, "Ethan\'s condition is fragile. It\'s better to be safe than sorry." Safe for who? Not for me. Suddenly, years of quiet sacrifice became a crushing weight. The dizzy spells, the constant fatigue I' d blamed on stress – it wasn' t from wedding planning. It was them. My life had been systematically drained, not by love, but by parasitic manipulation. Then, a new text from Liam, meant for Ethan\'s mother, buzzed on my phone. "Don\'t worry, I\'ll make sure Chloe provides enough blood for the pre-wedding \'health buffer.\' We can\'t have Ethan looking anything less than perfect on his big day." A health buffer. My blood, my very essence, reduced to a cosmetic accessory for his wedding photos. I was a walking blood bag, not a fiancée. Just as the humiliation burned, Ethan texted from the other room, unaffected: "Liam just told me I\'m feeling faint again... One more small donation before the wedding... Can you come to the hospital tomorrow?" The audacity was breathtaking. The room spun. Black spots danced. My phone slipped, clattering to the floor. The last thing I heard was my name being called as darkness swallowed me whole. I woke to sterile white walls, a nurse informing me I was severely anemic. "You can\'t donate blood again for a very long time, if ever." It was a death sentence for my old life. And a declaration of war for a new one. I picked up my phone, ignored their frantic calls, and dialed my friend. "I'm going to find a new boyfriend."”
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