The Ghost Who Died For Him

myself to donate my corneas

my family tell him that I ha

sacrifice was stolen b

bsessed with hunting me down and dragging me back

ther's hands. He drove

reduced to a ghost, unab

vered the truth: "Mr. Moon, Ms. Kay

pte

onizing screams tore through t

ctral form, even though I could

ht three years ago, when I sacrificed myself to s

ence, as if threatening to sha

ing, yet it still ached with a pain

casually tucked into the pockets of

cene before him, his post

devoid of the warmth I once knew. "Stop making things hard

he group of men

niform delivered anothe

convulsing. He whimpered, the sound muf

nist whose hands were his very li

ete floor. He tried to speak around the gag, his eyes w

ling my nam

ayla, she

irthless sound that scrape

lt my intelligence." His words felt like a b

gia in his tone. "Your mother practically raised me after my parents die

my nonexistent spine. He was using our shared past a

cooperating. Give him some encouragement." He

s clenched into

to fight back, to

wisp of smoke, a trapped spect

seen. I could only watch, a powerless

on kept struggling. With pleading

he's gone.

harp meow pie

y snapped to the animal, a vicious glint in his eyes. He stepped forward, grabbed the trembling little creatur

s body w

sed the dead cat aside. "I know Kayla is alive. She will come back for Dolly. Othe

s muscles spasming violently. A hoarse scream erupted from deep within

burning flesh brief

y convulsed in

ng on his lips. "Are you worried that once I find Kayla, I'll take

. "You say she's dead? You think I'd believe that? She took the coward'

I will find her. Dolly needs her. Dolly nee

once more. "She may have left me, but

Kayla owes us a debt. Th

, Jaron, or your hand

rwhelmed by the tidal wav

d willingly given my life for,

were awkward, shy students, our eyes

brant, filled with laughter and

, and I was hi

ision went completely black, his e

couldn't stand the despair in his v

ible solutions, looking into v

he cornea transplant sur

my best friend, Christian, promise to tell Elliot

with heavy guilt, so he could let

was the highes

, followed by the shock of awakening consciousness-I had b

nd then the blurry sights of the oper

clouded, slowly beginnin

m. But I could never

knew nothing ab

ldhood friend, Doll

ground and had always covet

radually recovered. She took the credit for the anonymous cornea donation,

iot believed her. He saw her

d desperate love, became nothing bu

s rare heart condition br

nted m

ricken obsession, Elliot was utterly convinced I

willing to destro

with agony, yet unyielding. "She's been dead for three years. Tortu

them. "You think I'd believe a lie like that? After e

bbed a fistful of Jaron's ha

living a new life, while Dolly is wait

lam heavily against the concrete floor. The i

rony tore a

descent into madness. He searched for me so desperately, yet remained enti

needs to understand the gravity of the situation. If h

sledgehammer, bringing

y so frail, her heart broken

completely

footsteps echoing behind him, lea

, his eyes wide, brimming with tears, hi

t brother, was utterly broken

ad pushed my family

do this, I'm