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!"

now and she couldn't breathe now. Her blue and purple lips were quivering,

shouldn't have listened to her. I should have let her have the surgery! Your heart should've been hers! Emily, it's you! It was you

was true that Anne might still be alive

were tears streaming down her face now. Her mind was spinning and

my fault!' Emily

wanted so bad to answer Victor but she couldn't. She wasn't brave enough to sacrifice her life for Anne's, which she felt guilty for,

is it wrong for her

to sacrifice herself to

was a human with flesh and soul. Nobody had the right to treat her like

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

so instant as if something had snapped him out of it. He apologized right away, "I'm so

gasped like a fish

feeling?" Victor asked. Victor reached out to try to rub her back but Emily dodged him. He clenched

guilty. He just kept apologizing over

Sorry.

his arms when she drew her last breath 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,

find a good girl! But I don't think you can find a prettier

you'll live the rest

the world, and that the world would be as

now he broke his promise to her. He hurt Emily and was completely manipulated by his resentment and

of the fact Emily was

so unfair!

lying on the sofa still panting. She was exhausted physically and emotionally and she thought to herself, 'Victor, could you