His Choice Was Her

“Claire, your bone marrow treatment isn’t working anymore. The transfusions can only hold you for so long. You need a transplant soon, or your body won’t make it.”

That’s how it started... the countdown on my life. The only match I have is my cousin Fresca… who also happens to be the girl my boyfriend Beckley is holding hands with on Instagram.

When I confronted him, his excuse shattered me even more.

“Claire, she said she’d only help you if I became her boyfriend. I did it for you. For you.”