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My husband, who was a hospital's director, stole my kidney to save the woman he had always loved. I was already under anesthesia, my chest open for heart surgery, when he forced his way into the operating room and ordered the surgeons to harvest one of my kidneys. I tried to stop him. I told him my heart condition was severe, and I couldn't survive two major surgeries back to back. He only sneered, eyes filled with contempt. "I knew you'd never stand to see June happy. I chose this moment precisely so you couldn't make excuses." He walked out with my kidney. Complications set in one after another, and I died under the surgical lights of the very hospital he controlled.