My Final Act of Love

Davon and Natalie's wedding was held three days later. Pink balloons, roses, and champagne towers lit up the venue like a dream.

Natalie wore a white gown and flawless makeup, her arm linked with Davon's as she smiled softly. He was dressed in a white suit, standing tall and proud, just as I remembered him being all those years ago.

That was the man I had loved for 10 years…and he was holding someone else's hand, about to make a lifetime of vows to her.

"Mr. Davon Parker, do you take Ms. Natalie Rivera to be your wife, to love and cherish her through good times and bad, in sickness and in health, for the rest of your lives?"

Davon's voice was steady and filled with emotion. "I do."

My heart twisted like a knife had been driven straight through it.

"Ms. Natalie Rivera, do you..."

Just then, a message flashed across the large screen behind them in blood-red letters.

[Natalie Rivera, you stole my husband. I hope you die from your illness soon!]

[You're a cheap tramp who deserves to rot in hell!]

The letters glared like fresh blood, and the entire room froze.

Natalie's face went pale as she screamed and collapsed into Davon's arms.

"Evelyn Rivera!" Dad stormed over with fury and slapped me hard across the cheek. "You're despicable! Nattie is already sick. How could you curse her like that?!"

I touched my face as tears welled up in my eyes. "I didn't..."

I tried to explain, but nobody believed me.

Davon gave me one cold look, swept Natalie into his arms, and walked out. His voice was ice-cold as he hissed, "I'll deal with you when I get back."

I stood alone in the middle of the grand wedding venue, left to endure the polite yet cutting stares from the crowd. I thought that would be the end of it, but that very same night, someone anonymously posted a series of damaging posts about Natalie online.

[Mafia Boss's Marriage Sabotaged by Love Triangle], [The Mistress Is the Ex-Wife's Sister], [Parents Playing Favorites].

Each headline was uglier than the last.

Natalie's social media accounts were flooded with hateful comments and insults. Just as I was wondering what was happening, my bedroom door was suddenly kicked open, and two bodyguards roughly grabbed my arms.

"Ms. Rivera, come with us," they ordered.

Then, they dragged me to Natalie's hospital room.

The moment I stepped inside, Davon yanked me forward violently. He shouted, "Evelyn Rivera, what the hell have you done?! Who told you to post all that online? Do you know Natalie almost jumped off the roof after seeing that?!"

He grabbed me by the throat, his eyes burning with anger and disappointment.

From the hospital bed, Nattie clutched her blanket and said tearfully, "Eve, I know you're upset, but how could you curse me like that?"

"I didn't…" I forced out the words, struggling to breathe as his grip tightened.

"Still denying it?" Mom raised her hand to slap me again.

Dad's face darkened. "Nattie's body is fragile, and you still try to hurt her?"

Davon finally let go, his eyes cold and empty. "You've really disappointed me."

I coughed so hard my chest hurt. Looking at them, I forced out each word, "I-I will clear everything up."

"Clear what up?" Davon narrowed his eyes.

I clutched my throat, coughing again before I managed to say, "I'll tell everyone that we divorced a year ago. You and Natalie are in a normal relationship."

The air in the room suddenly shifted, and I noticed their eyes all lit up at once.

After that, I picked up my phone and posted a statement on my social media.

[Davon Parker and I divorced a year ago. Natalie Rivera and he are in a legitimate relationship. All accusations against her are false and unfounded.]

After the statement was published, the enraged social media users turned their fury on me instead.

Someone commented, [I see now... She's just jealous that Mr. Parker chose Ms. Natalie over her! How could such a petty, envious sister exist?]

Another wrote, [She even tried to start a hate campaign against her own sister. No wonder Mr. Parker abandoned her...She deserves it!]

I turned off my phone and stopped reading the hurtful comments.

Natalie reached out and took my hand, pretending to be understanding. "Eve, even though you made a mistake, I won't hold it against you if you can make things right. In fact, I should thank you for stepping aside for Davon and me. After the transplant, we can be close sisters again."

She leaned in close to my ear when no one was looking, and her voice turned venomous. "Donating a kidney, clearing my name... You think this makes you noble? You don't actually believe this will make him want you back or make our parents love you, do you? You'll always be beneath me."

I lowered my head and let out a bitter laugh as I pulled my hand away from hers without responding.

Natalie thought I had done all of this because I still harbored hope that Davon would return to me, or that my parents would finally show me affection.

She was wrong. I stopped caring about any of that a long time ago.