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Melody was at home celebrating her childhood sweetheart Levi's birthday. To prevent me from interrupting them, she deliberately called to trick me and our daughter into going to a ski resort thirty miles away.
Heavy snowfall blocked the mountain roads, and I froze to death there.
On the day she regained her sight, she finally remembered that I had been tricked into going to the ski resort.
"Still throwing a tantrum with me, what a big man with such a small heart."
Later, when Levi was in a car accident and needed Rh-negative blood, she began desperately searching for me.
She even drained our daughter's blood to save her childhood sweetheart.
Our daughter, barely clinging to life, held her hand and said:
"Mom, Dad died a long time ago. Your cornea was donated by him!"

Donating a Cornea to My Wife

"Melody, don't overwork yourself. It breaks my heart to see you like this," Levi said, embracing her from behind. "Besides, I'll take good care of you from now on, just like Rylan would have."


In the past, such words might have made her happy.


But now, she silently pried Levi's hands off her. "You can't replace him. Rylan is Rylan. He's the one and only Rylan."


"Don't think like that. If you keep being so depressed, won't it make Rylan sad wherever he is now?"


"He won't be sad. I'm the one who got him killed. He must hate me. Now that he's reunited with Harmony in heaven, he should be happy."


In Melody's eyes, I saw a glimmer of disillusionment with the world.


I had seen that look before, five years ago.


It was on that night when she decided to quit the competition and go home to have her baby.


Just like today, completely lackluster.


After the funeral, Melody returned home.


Chapter 8