Melody stared at the phone Alec had pulled out.
It was filled with chat records between Faye and me.
They documented her bragging about our parents' love and her feigning illness to beg Alec to make me donate my heart.
"You think just because you've come home, Mom and Dad will suddenly love you?"
"Keep dreaming. You still reek of poverty even when you're cleaned up."
"Spend the rest of your miserable life with Uncle Zoran and Aunt Primrose in that backwater town."
"As if you're worthy of marrying Alec?"
"Mom and Dad already said that once I'm better, they'll let me marry Alec."
"See? You're nothing but trash in this family."
"Want to bet? If I tell Alec to force you to donate your heart, you'll have to do it."
"I told you, you can't beat me."
"You don't have parents or a lover. What's the point of you even being alive?"
"If I were you, I'd find a quiet spot to off myself after the surgery."
The chat history was appalling, filled with insults and attacks against me.