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My husband James Carter's cancer had come back, and he'd written a will leaving everything to his childhood sweetheart, Violet Lane. James said, "Sheila, Violet is nothing like you. You're a housewife who's had your share of hardships, but she's an artist. She needs money to keep living with style. "If you hadn't manipulated my parents into forcing me to marry you, I never would've let her go. "You schemed against me and destroyed our happiness. "If I could choose again, I'd rather die than make do with you." I shot James a disappointed look. James kept throwing accusations at me, but not once did he mention how I had to take meds for the rest of my life just to save him, or how I had to give up my beloved dance career for his sake. I looked at the freshly printed will in front of me and scoffed. "Fine." When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day James was diagnosed with kidney failure. Violet was crying by his hospital bed. I acted like I was never there and walked away. This time around, I wouldn't be his donor again.