A Sacrifice Hidden For Three Years

Three years ago, I walked away from Donovan Gordon as he lay on his deathbed. Now, he's back, striding into the luxury hotel where I work, richer and more powerful than I could have ever imagined.

He didn't just ignore me. He spent the night making my life a living hell, forcing me to change the sheets on the bed he now shared with his new girlfriend.

He called me a traitor, a gold-digger who abandoned him for his rival.

He had no idea the only reason he was standing there, alive and breathing, was because my kidney was inside his body.

But that sacrifice had cost me everything. My remaining kidney was failing, and I didn't come back for forgiveness. I came back for one last look at the man I saved, because my doctors weren't sure I'd survive my next surgery.