Every time, Sharon would stand to my left, look at me with deep affection and say,
“Dean, no matter what happens, I’ll always love you!”
My daughter Willow would stand on my right, holding me tightly and saying,
“Daddy, no matter what happens, I’ll always love you too!”
In the past, just looking at those photos made me feel happy.
But now, I only felt sick.
Just as I was retching in front of the photos, I heard familiar footsteps behind me.
“Daddy, what’s wrong?”
Willow came rushing over and hugged me tightly.
Hearing her, Sharon quickly followed and gently rubbed my back.
“Dean, are you feeling unwell? Should we go to the hospital?”
At that moment, the concern in their eyes looked so real.
But I could no longer feel a trace of warmth…
Without a word, I quietly moved my body away from them and spoke coldly:
“It’s nothing. Just a little stomach discomfort.”
Mother and daughter looked like they were facing a crisis and hurried to prepare a special stomach-friendly meal.
I, on the other hand, went into the study and opened the computer I hadn’t touched in ages.
Sure enough, in a hidden folder, I found countless intimate photos.
In those pictures, Sharon and Willow were hugging a man from both sides, kissing his face with joy.
And that man—I knew him all too well.
He was my half-brother, Elroy Frazier. And also the man Sharon and Willow truly cared about.
Tears streamed down my face, my heart torn to pieces.
In a daze, I saw a photo of the kidney transplant agreement.
Clear as day, it listed the donor as: Dean Frazier.
But the recipient… was Elroy.
Instinctively, I pressed my fingers to the scar on my abdomen.
Even after all these years, the wound felt like it was being torn open again, bleeding uncontrollably.
I let out a hollow laugh—my own daughter had tricked me into giving up a kidney for another man.
After a long time, I wiped my tears away and sent an application to a company overseas that had invited me many times to join them.
They replied instantly and even sent a plane ticket for three days later.
I quickly copied all the files from the computer onto my phone.
Sharon.
Willow.
This time, I won’t want you anymore!
***
The next morning, when I woke up, Sharon had already taken Willow to school.
As usual, my favorite breakfast was laid out on the table.
But this time, I didn’t take a single bite. I gave it all to the stray cats in the neighborhood.