He Used Me as Blood Bank Until I Left

Liam Thorne cut off my grandma Rose's special medication to force me into being a mobile blood bank for his first love.

He slammed a blood draw needle onto my face, his eyes icy: "Chloe Miller, Vanessa is injured and needs a transfusion. You share her blood type. Consider it an honor. Don't forget, your grandma's life is still in my hands!"

He was convinced I would beg like a dog, just as I had for the past three years, all for Grandma.

I looked at him calmly, rolled up my sleeve, and said, "Draw it."