A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Emily referred to him that way because she wanted to show him her respect and appreciation. She said, "Thank you for letting me live here, Mr. Victor. For everything, the medical equipment, the money, the doctor. It must cost a fortune. Here's all the money on me. I know it's not enough but please accept it as a sign of my gratitude."

Victor's head was still drooped and still wasn't speaking. As Emily walked towards him and right away, she smelled the stench of alcohol.

'Victor's drunk?' Emily thought.

Emily hesitated to move closer to him when Victor suddenly snapped his head up, and his eyes bloodshot as he stared at her, "Emily?"

"Yes, it's me, Mr. Victor," Emily said. Emily just simply said out of concern, "You're drunk, Mr. Victor."

Just as Emily was about to turn around to find the servant to help Victor, Victor grabbed Emily by her arm and dragged her back.

"Ah!" Emily shrieked. Next thing she knew she was on her back at the sofa, she screamed, "Mr. Victor! Victor! What are you doing?"

Victor's eyes were gleaming with meaning. He was sobering up now but it was replaced with a look that Emily couldn't read.

"Emily..." Victor said.

"Mr. Victor..." Emily said. Emily didn't know why but she had a bad feeling about this. She tried to wriggle free but it didn't work. She warned him, "Stop it! Right now! Or I'm going to scream!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Victor had his hands wrapped around her neck.

"It's so unfair! Why are you alive? Anne's dead! Anne! My Anne..." He looked like a madman as he continued to mumble Anne's name aimlessly.

Emily didn't expect this at all. She gripped her hands on his, trying to break it off from her neck but her face was already red all over and she was finding it difficult to breathe and speak, "Stop... Stop... stop this..." she choked.

But Victor just tightened his grip around her neck - his bloodshot eyes gleaming with anger, he screamed, "Why didn't you die! This is all your fault! If it weren't for you, Anne would still be alive!"

and she couldn't breathe now. Her

the surgery! Your heart should've been hers! Emily, it's you! It was you who

was telling the truth. It was true that Anne

streaming down her face now. Her mind was spinning and she couldn't breathe.

Emily screamed

which she felt guilty for, and she wished Anne was still alive today. But that

is it wrong for her to

she born to sacrifice

flesh and soul. Nobody had the right to

to faint, Victor loosened his choke on her. The cold air that came rushing through

something had snapped him out of it. He apologized right away, "I'm so sorry! Sorry! I'm so sorry! I

a fish on

are you feeling?" Victor asked. Victor reached out to try to rub her

obviously tense and apologetic and guilty. He just kept apologizing over and over again.

Sorry.

and the last words that she said to him, "Victor, continue living for me. For my sake. Or else no one's going to visit my grave and give flowers. And remember? You're going to burn paper money, paper houses, and paper cars in front of my grave so I can get them when I die. So when I'm a ghost, I'll be the richest

good girl! But I don't think you can find a prettier or smarter one than me.

me forever and you'll live the rest of your

would be gentle with the world, and that the world would

his promise to her. He hurt Emily and was completely

the fact Emily was still alive

was so

and she thought to herself, 'Victor, could you stop apologizing? If you were really sorry, you would be calling the doctor