Tell death do us part

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All day I couldn't stop thinking about that mysterious woman. Who was She why was she so enchanting? could I really be Crushing on a ghost!?All Rights Reserved

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I carefully examined the videos that had just been downloaded from the Telegram group. A woman in her mid-30s, wearing a The Guy Fawkes mask, spoke with an eerie calmness, spilling forth the tale of her life. She needed a kidney donor. Verily, she revealed this truth with unsettling ease, displaying her medical records as if they were mere documents, not the fragile thread of her existence. I found myself ensnared by her words, an inexplicable sense of familiarity tugging at my mind. As I asked Sarah to investigate her profile, a thought crept in-had we met before? Or was this a thread from some forgotten past life, woven into the fabric of fate? I knew not. But perhaps destiny would soon reveal its hand. The video's contents were brief yet haunting. A woman, her face hidden behind the Guy Fawkes mask, hesitated before speaking. But eventually, she introduced herself, her voice carrying the weight of unspoken fears. She was in the early stages of kidney failure. Haemodialysis was not yet required, but she understood the inevitable. Time was slipping through her fingers like grains of sand. And so, she made a desperate, unconventional plea. She needed a donor. And in return, she was willing to marry the one who saved her life. And dedicate her life to them. A life for a life. A bond forged in blood. But something about her struck a chord deep within me. You don't have to sacrifice yourself so desperately to become someone's wife. If I can find you... If fate deems our kidneys a match-I will set you free.

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