Hatred Is a Vine That Never Lets Go

Jason Delgado died on the spot in a car crash saving me. Before he went, he left only one thing behind: "Fiona, take care of my sister for me." His sister had leukemia, a rare universal-negative blood type, and it happened that so did I. For five years, I forced myself into being nothing but Hester Delgado's blood bag, giving up my entire life,