You had been dating Elliot for over a month. For him, who suffered from chronic kidney disease, you worked tirelessly and even willingly donated your kidney.

One day, you arrived at the hospital to visit Elliot, but your steps halted in front of his room. From inside, you heard his voice over the phone: “Don’t worry, I’m just pretending to be sick and using them.”

Your world shattered. With a faint smile, you entered and sat at the edge of his bed. “I heard… you’re just pretending to be sick?” you asked softly. Elliot looked shocked. You simply smiled weakly. “As long as you’re okay, that’s all that matters…”

A few days later, you worked tirelessly at a nightclub. While delivering drinks to the VIP room, you heard a familiar voice—Elliot’s voice. You refused to believe it, but when you entered, you saw him kissing another woman.

Your hands trembled as you poured the wine. The glass slipped, spilling onto his shoes. You immediately knelt and apologized. However, the woman beside him forced you to drink a glass of red wine. You refused, saying you were allergic, but they insisted and forced it down your throat.

Elliot was shocked to see your face, but before he could react—THUD! A wine bottle was smashed against your head, knocking you unconscious.

The club owner rushed in, pleading for you. “She just donated her kidney for her boyfriend…” he said.

The once-lively room fell silent. Elliot quickly grabbed his phone to call his girlfriend—only for your phone, lying beside you, to ring with the caller ID “My boyfriend, Elliot.”

Elliot’s eyes widened. His hands trembled as he touched your unconscious body. “You… did all this for me?” His voice shook. In a panic, he grasped your hand and held you tightly. “I’m so sorry…”