As my soul drifted gently in the air, I became acutely aware that I had passed away.Gazing at my emaciated, unrecognizable body, a subtle, indescribable feeling surged within me.Was I really dead?How desperately I wanted to live! I could have lived!In the hospital, by my bedside, Cary Hall sat motionless, a distant look in his eyes, his body trembling slightly like a withered leaf in the wind.After what seemed like an eternity, he managed to choke out a sentence: "What am I supposed to do without you…"I wanted to comfort him.But I realized I couldn't touch him.I looked at my body, as if it were just an empty shell drained of all life and vitality.Cary Hall, my closest friend since school, who called himself my best buddy.We both knew the depth of our feelings for each other, but neither of us ever acknowledged it.I still remember the day the doctor came excitedly to inform me that a matching heart had been found.It was as if I saw a brilliant light at the end of a long, dark tunnel.I knew I would get to continue being with Teddy, and I felt an indescribable wave of joy.But soon, my husband Theodore Weaver shattered that beautiful illusion."I gave your spot for the heart to Coco. Your condition isn't as severe.""There will be another heart soon. Coco's situation is critical.""You must understand, I couldn't just watch her die."Coco Smith, Theodore's first love, and in my comatose state, he had signed it away without any consultation with me.When I woke up to this heartbreaking news, I was filled with resentment. How could this happen?I smashed many bottles, shards of glass scattering everywhere."Stop throwing a tantrum. It's pathetic."With those cold words, Theodore Weaver left.Theodore Weaver, am I truly so insignificant to you?Are you really okay with losing your wife, and Teddy losing his mother?I cried alone, heartbroken to the point of suffocation.Grief, lack of rest, and my severe heart condition worsened rapidly.Theodore Weaver's action pushed me straight into the flames of death.In the days that followed, Theodore Weaver and Coco Smith lived a sweet life together, while my heartache grew unbearable.Only my parents and Cary Hall came to visit me.After holding on for half a month, I became delirious, never receiving a new heart.My dear son Teddy, you're still so young. After I leave, will Coco Smith become your stepmother?Will she truly care for you?A cruel and merciless web tightly ensnared my fragile life, the footsteps of death growing ever closer.With a heart full of resentment and hatred for Theodore Weaver, I slowly closed my eyes.