"Don't worry, Derek. Before your mother died, her greatest wish was for me to take care of you and Tommy."
"Ethan can wait. If Alex asks, I'll say the hospital made a matching error…"
My heart turned to ice.
Only by digging my nails into my palm did I stop myself from charging in and slapping them both.
How hard it is to find a matching donor—I couldn't let myself think about it.
If I hadn't overheard them today, would I have waited obediently until my son died, never knowing who killed him?
The thought that Ethan's life-saving bone marrow had almost been quietly stolen by Derek made my whole body shake with fury.
But I knew—now wasn't the time to tear off their masks.
In a flash, I thought of the young woman whose life I'd accidentally saved in my previous life.
She'd promised me one favor. Anything I needed, she could make it happen.
With trembling hands, I gritted my teeth and dialed her number.
