His Wish, My Dying Heart

I was dying from a terminal illness, but my husband, Broderick, thought it was just another one of my games to get his attention. He hated me, convinced I had betrayed him years ago for money.

As I collapsed in agony, begging him to take me to the hospital, he grabbed my chin and whispered the words that shattered my world.

"I will never forgive you. I hope you just… die."

He then left me on the cold floor and rushed to the hospital to be with his true love, Kacey-my best friend. She was the one he worried about, the one whose own heart was failing.