Chapter 2

It turned out that the solution the doctor meant was transferring my heart to Eric. Then, I had to install an artificial heart he had just invented but was yet to be tested. Even though I was aware of the consequences, I was willing to do anything for Eric's sake as long as he could live. I snapped out of my memories upon hearing a snicker. Eric was protective of Fiona, paying all his attention to her. He said, "Are you thirsty? There's nothing to say to an ungrateful, useless bum. You're the only one who sympathizes with me, as expected of the little princess I'm spoiling. Whether it's you or your pet dog, I'll provide the best for both of you." The tranquil scene before my eyes stabbed my heart, which was already wincing in pain. It was as though something was closing in my throat, cutting off my air supply. As I didn't want to witness their intimate moment any longer, I walked past Eric's hand, which he had extended hesitantly, and buried the unspoken bitterness and jealousy in my heart. I had barely taken a few steps when Fiona suddenly sidestepped and knocked my shoulder. "Watch where you're going. It's not a problem if you hit me, but Eric can't take your abuse." The left shoulder was connected to the heart, and my throbbing head caused me to stumble, causing blood to trickle down the corner of my lips. Eric furrowed his brow when he saw me throwing up blood and wanted to help me out of reflex. However, Fiona's face turned solemn, and she threw herself into his arms, sobbing. "Eric, the way she's looking at me is scary…" When Eric met my icy gaze, his eyes turned dark. "Ellie Welsh, did you forget all of your manners? How could you try to fool me with blood plasma just to get money from me? As your brother, I'm disgusted by your behavior!" As I held onto the edge of the wall, I struggled to my feet pathetically and wiped the blood from my lips nonchalantly. "That's fine. Lend me another 100,000 dollars, and I'll disappear forever and never show up in front of you again. Eric tightened his fists and punched the wall hard. Fiona hugged him tight, crying sadly. When she turned to me, she was looking at me with intense disgust and malice. "Eric, you shouldn't hurt yourself because of her. She's not worth it. But, no matter what, she was once your sister even when she… "Thankfully, you received help from a kind person and pulled through your crisis. Just take it as an act of kindness and help her out." Fiona didn't say everything, but it was enough to remind Eric of his suffering in the past. I was the center of his attention, but I left with the money to save his life because I was worried that he'd be a burden to me. The little pang of heartache in Eric's eyes transformed into immense hatred. "I've seen too many cowardly people like her. Even if all of this is true, it's all because she deserves it." He held Fiona's hand and left in big strides, cutting off all the sympathetic words she wanted to say. However, he failed to see the disdain at the corner of her lips. Numbing pain emanated from my palms as I dug my nails deep into them, and my robotic heart quivered. My vision blurred, and I couldn't see their figures clearly anymore. I was startled for a second from a beep and turned on my phone. When I read the notification that the payment for the surgery was successfully paid, my heart trembled unwittingly, and the new scar overlaying the old scar on my chest burned in a stinging pain. My beloved brother would have never guessed that the so-called kind person was me, the cowardly sister.