Tabitha's POV
I knew that Klein was unwilling to accept my kidney, but a twist of fate made our kidneys match.
His advanced kidney failure left him with no choice but to rely on dialysis just to stay alive.
As the family's heir, he had the weight of the world on his shoulders. So, despite his reluctance, he had to get that transplant done ASAP.
Klein looked at me, a hint of empathy in his eyes. "Tabitha, if you wanna back out, I won't blame you. I can find another donor."
I shook my head and replied firmly, "Klein, I've made up my mind."
We weren't related by blood, but he helped me again and again. The only way I could repay him was to give him my kidney.
My hands were already disabled, and I was suffering from a serious illness. I probably didn't have much time left.
Being able t
