My Family Fell Apart After I Died Serving as My Sister's Blood Bank
My sister was the golden child, the pride of our family, but she had a rare blood disorder that required treatments costing thousands every month.
To keep her alive, I became her personal blood donor, working nonstop to pay for her care andĀ delivering food all day and night.
But one day, she nearly died from hemorrhaging after trying to abort a pregnancy. Thatās when I learned the child she was carrying belonged to my boyfriend.
When I confronted him, he didnāt even flinch. Instead, he dragged me to the operating table himself.
āYou were born to be her blood bank. Dying for her? Itās the best thing youāll ever do.ā
I was left there, bleeding out, my life slipping away with every drop.
But as death closed in, something changed.
The people who once hoped Iād disappearāthe ones who used me, betrayed meāthey all began to unravel, losing their insanity.