Decayed Marriage English Novel Chapter 1

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Chapter 1
I secretly got a heart transplant, hiding it from
Garrett and his “one true love.”
Everyone thought I was dead, but I was
actually lounging on a beach in some tropical
paradise, soaking up the sun.
Then one day, Garrett discovered my urn was
filled with baby formula.
Oops. Game over.
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I first learned I was immortal at seven years
old.
My alcoholic father, drunk as usual, smashed
empty liquor bottles on my head, one after
another, until shattered glass littered the
floor.
I felt the blood drain from my body, the cold
seeping into my bones, making me tremble.
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But just as I thought I was going to die, a
warm current surged through me, reviving me
from the brink.
So when Lily suggested I give her my heart, I
didn’t hesitate.
Just a heart, right? I’m not going to die
anyway, and I could save someone. Why not?
Lying on the cold operating table, I felt the
anesthetic slowly being injected, my
consciousness fading.
But the first person I thought of was Garrett.
I met him at eighteen, working at a bar.
After my dad died, I had to work during
summer breaks to make ends meet. The bar
offered high pay, the only job that would help
me save enough before school started again.
That night, Garrett, drunk as a skunk, said to
me, “I’ll pay you to be with me.”
I nodded, accepting without hesitation.
My decisiveness surprised everyone, including
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Garrett.
Nobody turns down money, especially when
the benefactor is young, handsome, and rich.
This deal was a steal for me.
That night, he took me to his huge penthouse downtown; a place I’d only seen on TV.
I couldn’t resist exploring, and my curious
wandering around earned me a frown from
Garrett.
“What’s your name?” he asked.
“Sarah.”
“Sarah, what a unique name.”
I pretended to be embarrassed, trying to play
the part of a kept woman.
“Give me your bank account information. I’ll deposit money regularly, and I’ll let you know beforehand. There’s a housekeeper here
during the day; if you need anything, ask her,” he instructed.
“I like piano music, so you need to take two
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piano lessons a week. I’ll check your progress
after a month. If you don’t meet expectations,
our arrangement ends,” he said in a calm and
measured tone.
A huge apartment, no worries about tuition or living expenses, and free piano lessons? I was incredibly lucky.
I immediately promised Garrett I wouldn’t disappoint him.
Before leaving, he looked at me a few times,
but his eyes seemed to see someone else.
But I didn’t care.
I stayed with Garrett for six years, from
eighteen to twenty–four, watching my bank
balance grow, and slowly developing a plan to
fake my death.
After all, my dream was to be carefree and
wealthy.
I was wealthy, but not carefree.
I was considering a car accident, drowning, or
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jumping off a building, when Garrett’s “one
true love” returned.