A Heart They Never Deserved

On the day I turned twenty-three, my family took away the perfect donor heart meant to save me and gave it to my adopted sister, despite her much lower chance of survival. They told me I had suffered with this disease long enough and should sacrifice for her one more time. I died alone while they gathered around her hospital bed. After the truth shattered their illusions, their remorse could never reach me. Given another chance, I will choose myself.