When the Truth Set me Free, He Begged on His Knees

“Katie, if you give up on this kidney transplant, then you’re giving up on your life. You know the truth. Without it… you may only have a month left.”

“No, doctor. It’s okay. There’s no reason for me to live anymore. Please… give it to someone else. Someone who still wants to live.”

I stood before she could argue further. If this were any other day, I would have fought because of my love for my husband, Victor. But not after what I learned a week ago.

He was with Felicia on our fifth anniversary, the woman who had ruined my family, caused my father’s death, and made my mother ill.

“Are you sure you should be here, Victor? Today’s your anniversary with Katie.”

“So what?” Victor’s voice. “You know I only married her because of what everyone thought, and because my family wanted it, since her family was once rich and kind to us. I agreed because you left me five years ago. She’s the reason why you lost your life. Don’t worry. Sooner or later, we’ll dispose of her. Then we can finally be together. With our son.”

Then my mother died—yet he was having fun with her. Never once checked me.

That was the last straw.

I filed for divorce, and then decided to marry my childhood best friend, Nick. And faked my death, so Victor would regret loving me too late.