I never expected to have a chance to open my eyes again.
The white ceiling loomed before me, as if everything were just a fleeting dream. The soft beeping of the machines echoed around
me at regular intervals.
The door opened. A doctor stepped in, a look of surprise and relief on his face. “Ms. Melton, you’re finally awake. The surgery was
a success, and there are no signs of rejection so far.”
‘Surgery… Rejection?‘ I instinctively touched my chest.
The anesthesia must still be wearing off as I felt no pain, but the stitches were unmistakable.
What Ethan had said before I passed out flashed across my mind. I shot up in bed, panic rising within me.
The doctor rushed over and tried to push me back down. I struggled, ignoring his desperate attempts to stop me.
In a panic, he pressed the emergency call button, and soon, a whole team of doctors and nurses rushed in, holding me down.
They injected me with a sedative. Slowly, my emotions began to settle, but a deep ache throbbed in my head, reminding me of
what I had lost.
“What happened to the man who brought me here?” I asked.
The doctors and nurses exchanged uneasy glances.
Finally, one of them sighed heavily. “Mr. Cooper signed for the donation of your heart. He asked us to transfer his savings to you
