ManyWriters

On our seventh secret wedding anniversary, superstar James gave the script I'd spent three years perfecting to my sister Violet.
He then had me star in a trashy flick where I had to do yoga on a great white shark's back wearing only lacy lingerie.
There wasn't enough sedative for the sharks. In an instant, I was surrounded and mauled by three full-grown great whites.
James went berserk, diving into the tank to save me. His hand got bit in the process.
Drenched in blood, I was rushed to the ER, clinging to life.
As she bandaged James' wound, my mom - the only family I had left - sobbed uncontrollably:
"Did we go too far, destroying Melody's legs just so Violet could win an award? If Melody doesn't make it, I can't go on living either."
James clasped my hand tightly, consoling Mom: "We'll have plenty of chances to make it up to Melody. Violet only has a month to live."
"The only way to guarantee Violet wins the Oscar and fulfills her dying wish was to take out Melody as the frontrunner."
"Don't worry, Mom. Even if Melody loses her legs, I'll devote my life to her. She'll forgive us eventually."Even though I've grown numb, my heart is still filled with a dull, throbbing ache.
I wish I knew how they could make amends to me, but I'll never have that chance.
Because the sick one isn't her—it's me.
Every day they fuss over Violet, I silently count down the days until my death.

The actor threw me into the crocodile pool to save my sister

Despite my best efforts, I fell just short of the luck needed to see him marry me.


At the hospital, James carried me in his arms, racing frantically into the emergency room. He fell to his knees before the doctor, pleading through tears:


"Doctor, please, I'm begging you, save her. You have to save her."


"I'll do anything you ask, just please save her."


His body shook uncontrollably, hands gripping the doctor's white coat tightly as he begged incoherently.


The doctor sighed helplessly and said, "Sir, please try to calm down. The patient had no vital signs when she was brought in. We did everything we could..."


"No, that's impossible. You haven't even tried to save her yet. How can you know she can't be revived? Please, save her..."


James couldn't process what he was hearing. He frantically shook the doctor's arm.


He had completely lost his grip on reality.


Moved by James's desperate pleas, the doctors decided to make one last effort and wheeled me into the resuscitation room.


Chapter 6