When Love Turned To A Grave

When I was pregnant, my husband, Christian, abandoned me.

Because he chose my sister, Annabelle.

Five years after my tragic death, Annabelle fell critically ill and desperately needed a kidney. That was when they remembered me.

He called, demanding that I drag myself back, but I was no longer capable of answering.

My five-year-old daughter answered instead. "My mommy passed away a long time ago."

He refused to believe the child was his.

Until a DNA report proved their paternity.