"The medical team moves in tomorrow. You'll need to cooperate."
Ivan looked at the portrait. "Olivia's greatest wish was to see Melody regain her sight. You need to stay alive."
Beatrice tightened her grip on the card. "Okay."
Meanwhile, at the Henson family estate.
The great hall blazed with light.
Lavinia Henson lounged in silk pajamas, nestled against Murray's chest, dabbing at her tears.
"Murray, do you think my sister's angry at me? Is that why she won't give me her kidney?"
"Maybe I should just die and give Mom and Dad back to her."
Murray wiped her tears. "Don't be ridiculous. That vicious woman is faking it."
Josephine Henson slammed her palm on the coffee table. A glass toppled and water spilled across the surface.
"Where could she possibly run? A dropout who never even finished high school!"
"I've frozen every last card. Not a cent to her name and riddled with disease. Let's see how many days she lasts."
Murray's lip curled. "You're absolutely right, Mrs. Henson. Give it three days, tops. She'll come crawling back, begging you to take her in."
"And when she does, drag her straight to the operating room."
Three months passed in the blink of an eye.