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How Long Until My Time Runs Out?

After surviving a mudslide and a week of abandonment, the protagonist of How Long Until My Time Runs Out? returns to find her family accusing her of attempted murder. To appease her parents and fiancé, she agrees to surrender her wedding, her kidneys, and her life's work to her terminally ill sister. As she prepares to give away everything she owns, she spends her final three days crafting a perfect legacy, hoping her family remains satisfied even after she is gone.
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Chapter 2

The next morning, I swallowed an entire bottle of painkillers.

I did it so I'd appear normal—so no one would suspect something was wrong with me.

But soon, I realized my worry was unwarranted.

Lily's pale complexion and swollen body—symptoms of kidney damage—made me look healthier by comparison. No one noticed that I hadn't eaten a single thing since being rescued.

Even when the doctor arrived with my pre-surgery physical report, which showed signs of organ failure, no one noticed.

I was about to quietly tear the report and throw it away when my parents suddenly rushed over.

""What's this?"" My mother's voice was filled with worry and anxiety. ""rain tumor? Olivia, you're sick! How can you still donate your kidney to Lily when you're this weak?""

I was just about to answer when I fainted the next second.

When I woke up again, I felt the ward was very heavy.

My parents and my fiance all looked at me with such disappointed eyes.

Ethan looked even more exhausted. ""The doctor said that the pre-surgery report for you is fake;""

""Don't always pretend to be ill to test our concern for you;"" ""

As your fiance, I love you. Your parents love you too.""

""Did you fake the preoperative examination and claim to be ill just to evade the surgery?"" ""

I was stunned. I...

My silence is seen by everyone as an admission of everything.

Mom, Dad, and Ethan now looked at me with nothing but pure disappointe.

I was now just the liar. The fraud.

The daughter and fiancee who forged a report to manipulate their emotions.

They looked at me as if they regretted ever caring at all.

They seemed to regret the tiny bit of love they just felt for me. I was, after all, someone who was unworthy of their care.

In my despair, I spotted Lily in the corner.

Her sneering smile said it all. ""Serves you right.""

At that moment, I understood.

It was all her doing.

""Did the patient forge the report to avoid donating?"" the doctor asked flatly. ""If she's unwilling, we won't proceed. You'll need to resolve this within your family. Forcing organ donation is illegal.""

And just like that, he left.

His words left me crushed beneath the weight of betrayal.

I understood everything now.

Lily had bribed the doctor.

She wanted to make it appear as though I'd agreed to the donation, then tried to back out by faking an illness to garner sympathy. This, she hoped, would ""prove"" I was a scheming, manipulative person.