Be A Good Girl Before My Death_I was in the terminal stage of cancer. There was one treatment that could have saved my life, but James secured it for my sister Victoria instead—even though she was only in the early stages. I gave up on hope. I swallowed a potent pain blocker, knowing it would trigger organ failure and death within three days. In those final three days, I let go of everything. I handed my life’s work to Victoria. My parents smiled with visible relief. James handed me the divorce papers. I signed them without a second thought. He sighed and said I was finally being sensible. I gently pushed Serena forward and told her to call Victoria “Mom.” She beamed and chirped happily, “Mom is the best!” I even signed over every last asset to them. They noticed nothing unusual—just looked at me with approval and said, “Our sensible Sarah Wilson is finally back.” Yet one small question lingered in my heart: After I’m gone, will they ever think of me?

Be A Good Girl Before My Death

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Yvelyn Mikey

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I was in the terminal stage of cancer. There was one treatment that could have saved my life, but James secured it for my sister Victoria instead—even though she was only in the early stages. I gave up on hope. I swallowed a potent pain blocker, knowing it would trigger organ failure and death within three days. In those final three days, I let go of everything. I handed my life’s work to Victoria. My parents smiled with visible relief. James handed me the divorce papers. I signed them without a second thought. He sighed and said I was finally being sensible. I gently pushed Serena forward and told her to call Victoria “Mom.” She beamed and chirped happily, “Mom is the best!” I even signed over every last asset to them. They noticed nothing unusual—just looked at me with approval and said, “Our sensible Sarah Wilson is finally back.” Yet one small question lingered in my heart: After I’m gone, will they ever think of me?

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Chapter 1

I was in the terminal stage of cancer. There was one treatment that could have saved my life, but James Hillson secured it for Victoria Sterling instead—even though she was only in the early stages.

I gave up on hope. I swallowed a potent pain blocker. The price was organ failure and death in three days.

In those final three days, I let go of everything. I handed my life's work to Victoria. My parents smiled with relief.

James handed me divorce papers. I signed them without hesitation. He sighed, praising me for finally being sensible.

I nudged Serena forward, telling her to call Victoria "Mom." She cheerfully chirped, "Mom is the best!" I even signed over all my assets. They noticed nothing wrong. They just looked at me with approval. "Our sensible Sarah Wilson is finally back."

Yet, a trace of curiosity remained in my heart: After I die, will they ever think of me?

Under the doctor's pitying gaze, I swallowed the pain blocker.

Three days. That was all I had left.

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