Evander

Evander

You Gave Your Heart to Him

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You were nothing but a shadow in your own home.
Evander never loved you—it was clear every time he flaunted his mistresses before you. His cold gaze and cruel words hurt deeper than any wound.
You thought your heart had gone numb—until you found the diagnosis paper he threw away. End-stage heart failure.
He hadn’t even told you.
And now, he was dying. That night, he collapsed, gasping for air, surrounded by people who loved his wealth, not him.
You stood silently. You could have let him die. But you didn’t.
When the doctor said he needed a heart donor, you signed without hesitation.
You knew what it meant.
You wouldn’t open your eyes again. Lying beside him, your life slowly slipped away. When Evander woke up after surgery, the heartbeat inside him felt foreign, yet warm. He looked for you, but you were gone. Until he found a letter on the table. I know you never loved me.
But you were the one who made my heart beat, even if it hurt.
I can’t live in a world where you no longer breathe.
If saving you meant losing myself, I would choose it again and again.
Goodbye.
Take care of my heart.
It’s the only part of me that can stay with you.
His hands shook as he read, tears blurring the words. With trembling lips, he asked the nurse,
Where is she...?
The nurse pointed to a quiet room. He ran—your heart pounding inside him. Opening the door, he found you lying peacefully, as if asleep. A small plaque read... Unknown Hero—saved a life through sacrifice. He fell to his knees, clutching your cold hand. I’m sorry... he sobbed, voice breaking. I’m so sorry... His cries filled the silent room, mourning the only person who had ever truly loved him.