NICHOLE
“Could you just sit down, Nichole? You are driving me mad!” My mother scolds me for pacing up and down.
“I cannot, Mother. Why is his phone still off? What if that b***h did something to him?” I scratch my head frustrated and sit on the edge of the bed.
Alexander’s phone has been off since yesterday when he left the hospital. He was a little sad because it was one year after his father’s passing. I am scared that he could have followed Olivia and she could be the one who is comforting her instead of me.
Why did she have to be my donor? Why did Alexander agree to marry her to be my donor? We could have found another person who matched with me so they could donate, but it had to be her! We are both stuck with her.
“Imagine if he walked in right now and found you heavily act
