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My husband Clayton Grant's confidante, Iris Lowell, was struck by kidney failure. He went straight to get tested for a match without any hesitation. And like that, he turned out to be a perfect match. On the day he signed the surgery consent form, he didn't even look back at me. "You're not going to stop me, are you?" I smiled and shook my head. He let out a sigh of relief, as if he'd expected me to cave all along. The day after the surgery, he lay in his hospital bed, weakly reached for his phone to call me. The door to his room swung open. It wasn't me. It was a delivery guy. "Sign here, please. It's your divorce papers, officially stamped by the court."