“Are you playing Reagan’s game?”
“I know her body. And I give her iron
supplements.”
“The blood I took was way under the limit!”
The doctor threw the death certificate at
Dylan.
“Playing games? Look at the name here!”
“This is real! I would not joke about this!”
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The name “Reagan” stung Dylan’s eyes.
“How is this possible?”
The housekeeper called Dylan.
“Sir, did you and Madam not like the food?
It’s all in the trash! Do you want me to make a
snack?”
Dylan gripped the phone.
Reagan didn’t take the supplements!
Dylan ran out.
- 6.
The monitor showed a straight line.
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I lay in bed, not breathing.
Dylan saw me and rushed over.
“No! Reagan, this isn’t real!”
“You’re joking, right? I’m here, you won’t die!”
The other doctors stopped him.
“Doctor, we tried. She’s gone…
“Let her go.
Dylan was heartbroken.
He kept me healthy.
Even if I had too much blood taken, I
Dylan remembered the gift.
“The gift! The nurse gave me something!”
The nurse ran over with the box.
Dylan opened it, and papers fell.
“Divorce Papers” glared at him.
We both signed it.
“Divorce? Why would Reagan divorce me?”
He took the phone and played the video of
him cutting out my uterus.
Dylan turned pale.
Next was a picture of him and Brittany in bed.
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“She knew…she saw me and Brittany…”
Dylan fell to his knees.
He regretted everything.
He realized how I felt.
Her red eyes, refusing the food, and those
looks.
Dylan choked.
I was important to him.
He started the recording.
Brittany admitted everything.
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Brittany came in and saw Dylan.
“Dylan, what’s wrong?
“Reagan shouldn’t joke like that.”
Brittany screamed as Dylan grabbed her.
“Brittany, how could you say that to Reagan?”
“I only gave her blood because you lied about
Reagan threatening you! You killed her!”
Dylan forgot Brittany.
Brittany peed herself.
She ran away.
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Dylan got up and crawled to me.
“Reagan, I messed up…I was tricked!”
“Please, wake up! You promised forever, you
can’t break that.”
The doctors wanted to move me.
