A bitter taste rose in my mouth as I looked at my fiancé, who was now protectively shielding Trinity.
When did Nathan and Trinity become this close?
Trinity clung to Nathan, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed pitifully.
“Nate, don’t blame Tegan. She just… She just doesn’t want to give me a kidney, that’s all. You might as well let me die. If I can’t live like a normal person, I’d rather not live at all.”
Just then, my mom, Matilda Porter, walked in. The moment she heard that, she didn’t hesitate to slap me across the face.
Her voice was sharp and full of fury. “How did I raise such a cruel daughter? Are you really trying to force your own sister to her death? You’ve always been selfish and picked on Trinny since you were kids.
“Now that there’s a kidney match, you still won’t give it to her? Don’t you think I don’t know what you’re up to!”
Nathan frowned at the sight of me being slapped and started toward me, but Trinity clutched onto him, stopping him in his tracks.
She cried even harder. “Mom, after I die, you and Dad have to take care of yourself, okay? You’ve sacrificed so much for me all these years. I’m sorry I won’t be able to repay you. Nate, thank you for finding the kidney donors for us. I don’t deserve them. I’ll pay you back in my next life…”
Trinity continued her melodramatic performance, threatening to end her life, while Mom clutched her tightly, sobbing and calling her “my baby” over and over.
