The Girl He Didn't See

Ivanna lay pale on the hospital bed, blood soaking through the bandages on her waist.

The doctor didn't sugarcoat it. "She's crashing. Massive internal bleeding from a ruptured kidney. We need a transplant. Fast. Find a match—if anyone—"

Daniel shoved Noemi forward. "Use hers."

She tried to fight back, but he didn't flinch. He barked at the bodyguards, and they dragged her off.

Blood tests came in. The doctor's face lit up. "It's a match! We can save her!"

Daniel didn't miss a beat. "Use hers. I'm her husband—I'll sign."

And just like that, the first time he ever owned up to being her husband... was to hand her over like a spare part for Ivanna.

"No. I'm not doing it. I don't care who needs it—it's not going to her."

Noemi pushed back, but her body was wrecked. Still, she forced the words out, jaw tight.

No way was she giving a part of herself to that backstabbing snake.

She'd kept quiet for too long. Always scared of hurting Daniel. But now? Screw that.

"I went abroad to find Ivanna. She said no because you were blind. Then she married some foreign guy. She never loved you."

Each word burned coming out, hoping maybe—just maybe—it'd hit him where it hurt.

But then he spoke. And it wrecked her.

"So what? I'd do anything for her. You... everything you do disgusts me."

Her mind went numb. Like someone dropped a brick on her head. Everything inside her just... shut down.

The bodyguards held her down, forced her into a hospital gown, then locked her in a private room. Surgery was in three days.

They took her phone. No calls. No way out.

Two blurry days dragged by.

The night before the surgery, Ivanna strolled in like she owned the place.

"Big day tomorrow, huh? Daniel's finally getting his cornea transplant—from YOU."

She stood there glowing, nothing like the fragile wreck from before.

"How do you even know that?" Noemi forced herself upright, head spinning. "You were never hurt, were you? Why do you even want my kidney?"

Ivanna tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, way too calm. "Oh, I'm sick—end-stage renal failure. Framing you just made scoring your kidney easier."

Noemi shook, rage bubbling up.

"You're wondering how I knew about the cornea donation, right?"

Ivanna smirked, stepped in, and brushed her fingers across Noemi's cheek.

"They typed me overseas. Once you signed that donor form, your info hit the system. And guess what? We're a perfect match. Isn't fate just wild?"

Noemi's jaw clenched. Her eyes blazed.

"So..." Her voice cracked. "So—"

Ivanna finished for her. "I came back for YOUR KIDNEY. Needed it to survive. And the cherry on top? I get the guy who still worships me. Foreign guys? Meh. Daniel always loved ME more."

"You actually threw yourself down the stairs just to frame me."

Even dying, Ivanna gambled like it was nothing.

Ivana grinned. "Who said I was the one who fell?"