Fatal First Love ReturnsChapter 1
My husband's sister, Olivia, was bleeding out, her condition worsening by the second. The only thing that could save her was a blood transfusion from someone with the rare Phoenix blood type – the same type my husband, Jason, had.
But instead of being there to help, Jason was out shopping for baby supplies with his first love.
I called him many times to urge him to come to the hospital as soon as possible, but all I got in return was his impatience.
"Olivia saved your life, and now you want her to die!" he shouted on the phone.
I called again, but no one answered.
He didn't return home until a week later.
By then, it was too late for Olivia Morgan. She never woke up.
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"Call the nearest blood bank immediately!"
Olivia was wheeled into the emergency room, her body covered in blood. The medical team was in a frenzy, working tirelessly to save her.
I stood in the waiting room, shaking uncontrollably. My mind was a whirl of prayers and desperate thoughts, hoping they would find a match for Olivia's rare Phoenix blood type in time.
Within moments, the chief physician approached me with a somber look.