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The night Xavion stood on stage accepting his Best Actor award at the Golden Globes.
I lay in the ICU, where the doctor had just informed me my blood could no longer support any transfusion.
The awards ceremony host invited Xavion to make a call to his "biggest regret in life."
Without hesitation, his fingers dialed that all-too-familiar number.
The phone in my hospital room suddenly vibrated, carrying his deep accusation:
"You chose to disappear for money. Now that you see my success, do you regret it?"
I stared at the sky-high bill for blood transfusions by my bedside, a mocking smile tugging at my lips:
"Oh great actor, could you spare me $5 million?"
The call ended abruptly. On screen, Xavion's eyes turned sharp:
"Some people aren't worth remembering."
He would never know that when his blood was severely contaminated,
I secretly gave him transfusion after transfusion to save his life.

After He Became a Famous Actor By Receiving My Blood Transfusions

After the first month following the blood transfusion, I lost most of my physical strength.


The doctor said it was a normal rejection response, but I knew it was far more than that.


Standing in the corner of the set, I could no longer move as nimbly as before.


My body felt as if it were bound by invisible shackles, every movement becoming a struggle.


I looked up at Xavion, my voice weak as I said:


"That five million... could we just forget about it?"


Xavion's gaze instantly turned sharp, as if he would devour me whole.


"Is money all you think about? If you finish this, you won't have to pay it back," he sneered.


This was a near-insane underwater chase scene.


The script required the actors to maintain high-intensity movements in the water,


Holding their breath for long periods while moving swiftly.


I knew I couldn't possibly complete it.


On my first dive, I almost instantly lost all ability to move.


The icy water engulfed me, my lungs searing with pain.


The crew watched in horror, but no one dared to intervene.


"The five million isn't for free. What I need is the perfect shot," Xavion barked.


I struggled to my feet, once again standing at the edge of the pool. Like a chess piece about to be pushed into the abyss.


Xavion approached me, his voice grim, yet a flicker of reluctance in his eyes "Are you willing to give up your life and dignity for money?"


I laughed weakly, "Yes, I really need the money."


"Fine, then finish this scene, shoot to your heart's content!"


My body felt as heavy as if it were tied to a massive boulder.


It seemed my body, after the blood transfusion, had lost its last ounce of resistance.


I smiled faintly, took a gentle breath, and once again stood at the edge of the pool.


Xavion, unable to contain himself any longer, yanked me away from the pool's edge with a low growl:


My body could no longer support itself, and I collapsed to the ground.


The icy water made me shiver uncontrollably.


A fellow extra we'd both worked with before rushed over, horrified, and cradled me in their arms, turning to shout at Xavion:


"She had a full blood transfusion for you, she can't handle such intense activity right now, don't you know she could die!"


Chapter 5