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I Found a Pig’s Cornea Transplant for My Husband
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Born with the gift of second sight, I could see things others couldn’t spirits, auras, the unseen world. After my husband,
Damon Blackwood, was blinded in a car accident, I didn’t hesitate to donate my
corneas.
But after the surgery was a success, he tricked me and buried me alive in the mountains.
Sand filled my nostrils, a terrifying sense of suffocation choking me.
The last thing I heard before losing consciousness was Damon’s vengeful voice.
“Die, Anya Reed! If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be tormented by these spirits!”
“Seraphina had already found the perfect cornea for me, why did you have to meddle?!”
Turns out, he’d hated me all along.
I opened my eyes again, back to the day of the surgery.
This time, when Seraphina Thome offered him a pig’s cornea, I simply stood silently to the side.
But he still wasn’t done with me.
To calm the frail Seraphina, he demanded large amounts of my blood daily to draw talismans.
What he didn’t know was that talismans drawn with my heart’s blood weren’t something just anyone could handle.
“Patient urgently needs a suitable cornea match!”
The familiar words echoed in my ears. I opened my eyes, and they weren’t just a blank void.
My eyes could see again?
Looking around, I instantly realized I’d been reborn.
The doctor stared at me, asking anxiously, “Family?”
“She’s not my family! Where’s Seraphina?!”
Before I could answer Damon Blackwood, barely clinging to life on the bed next to me, spoke first.
My heart was already dead, but hearing him so eagerly disown me still made it tremble.
My gaze unconsciously shifted to Damon.
Born with second sight, I quickly realized he’d been reborn too.
In my previous life, his soul was pure and clean. Being near him felt like basking in warm sunshine.
But now, Damon was shrouded in a sinister black mist. My heart sank, understanding everything.
The suffocating terror of my death in the last life made my breathing quicken.
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The disorientation of being led into the mountains, the searing pain after the violent blow to the back of my head,
and the helplessness as sand filled my ears and nose – I couldn’t let go of any of it, even now.
Such heavy sins; even with a second chance, Damon wouldn’t just get to
wipe the slate clean.
Seraphina Thorne, who had been sobbing beside him, rushed forward and grabbed Damon’s hand.
