The world was a blur, then nothing.
I woke up to blinding darkness and a chemical stench, my eyes replaced by thick bandages.
Panic set in fast.
Then, Liam, my fiancé, was there, his voice a balm.
"What happened? Our wedding is tomorrow."
He soothed me, but a cold dread seeped in. I was blind.
I overheard Liam' s hushed, chilling conversation.
He told the doctor, "Ashley Green... The donation is coming from Chloe. It's a perfect match."
My blood ran cold. They wanted my eyes, while I was alive.
Then, the final blow. "I want her uterus removed."
