The Man Who Donated a Kidney to Me Proposed a Month Later, Claiming He Was Terminally Ill and Didn't Want to Pass Alone – But Right After We Said 'I Do,' He Took My Hand and Whispered, 'Now I Can Finally Tell You the Truth'

"This is weird," a girl said.

I turned.

Sophie had Nathan's eyes and the same unimpressed expression.

"Probably," I said.

"I didn't marry him out of pity."

She crossed her arms. "Did you marry my dad because you felt sorry for him?"

I could have lied.

Instead, I said, "Fear affected the timing. But no, I didn't marry him out of pity."

Sophie studied me.

"Then why did he give you part of himself before he even knew you?"