White moonlight was in labor, and my husband drained all my blood to save her.

I was about to give blood to my daughter, Lily, who shared my rare blood type. But my husband, Mark, dragged me away to save his pregnant first love, Amelia.

In my past life, Id given Lily a full 600ml, leaving me too weak to help Amelia. That night, Amelia died in childbirth, losing both herself and the baby. Mark, seemingly concerned for my well-being, comforted me, "Our daughter comes first. You did the right thing."

But on the seventh day after Amelia's death, in front of Lily, he drained every drop of blood from my body. "Lily just got a little push, she was fine! But you ignored Amelia while she was dying in labor!" he screamed. "You like giving blood to Lily so much? Now you can give all you want!"

As I died, watching my lifeblood flow into the bag, my heart turned to ash.

Then, I woke up. Back to the day both Lily and Amelia needed me.

If Amelia and her baby were more important than my own daughter and me, then let them be a family.

...

Lily had been hit by a car after school and was in the ER, needing a transfusion. Marks best friend, Alex, called. Sarah, Mark wants you at St. Josephs immediately. Amelias in labor, and they've used up all her stored blood."

In my previous life, this call would have filled me with panic. Two lives were on the line. Now, a bitter laugh escaped my lips. Amelia and I shared the same rare blood type, but she was chronically anemic and constantly getting bumps and bruises, always needing blood. Even her periods required transfusions, supposedly to replenish her. Mark catered to her every whim. He showered me with gifts, pretending it was because he loved me, but it was all a ploy to keep me healthy for Amelia's needs. Meanwhile, shed use a little from each 500ml bag and toss the rest, claiming it wasnt fresh.

For five years, I was her unwitting, human blood bank.

"Tell Mark I'm at St. Josephs. My daughter was hit by a car and I'm giving her blood.

Alex stammered, Mark said youd make excuses. He said if you didn't come, hed make Lily give blood to Amelia." He added hesitantly, And Mark's in the delivery room with Amelia now. Its hard to get a hold of him.

He was with her while she was giving birth? While doctors struggled to save her?

Last time, Id begged Mark to listen, explaining that Lily had been pushed into traffic at preschool and was seriously injured. She needed my blood. I hadn't even considered using Amelias blood. I just wanted to save my daughter.

But Amelia had died.

Id blamed myself, even though her constant blood wastage had contributed to the tragedy. If only I'd picked Lily up earlier, she wouldnt have been hurt, and I could have saved Amelia. Mark had comforted me then, telling me I did the right thing, putting our daughter first. But then he spent days mourning at Amelia's side. At her funeral, he learned that Lily's injuries hadnt been as severe. He decided Id deliberately withheld blood out of jealousy.

Hed dragged me to Amelias casket, claiming her spirit wouldnt rest until I paid the price. Lily sobbed hysterically, even fainting, but he didn't care. He pinned me down and drained my blood, echoing Amelia's selfish whims. You like giving Lily blood? Now you can give all you want! he'd snarled. You think you were special? You were nothing but a blood bag for Amelia! And so is this little brat! Hed glared at Lily. "Just a spare blood bag!"

Five years of marriage, and that was the truth. He married me, had Lily with me, only because we shared Amelia's rare blood type. He'd given Amelia everything, even his marriage, his life. And what was I? As he filled bag after bag, tossing them in the trash, he sneered, "I want you to feel what it was like for Amelia to bleed out Even draining me dry couldnt satisfy his rage. My last sight was Lilys terrified face. My baby, what would happen to her?

Now, hearing about Mark in the delivery room, I felt nothing. If Amelia and her baby meant more, so be it. Let them be a family. I told Alex, "I'm giving Lily 600ml. To save Amelia too would kill me. That's unethical, you know that. You have time to argue, but you could also get blood from another city. I have a contact" I didn't care about Amelia, but her death would be mine too.

Even my sincerity couldn't sway Alexs belief in Marks version of me. Sarah, Mark said youd use Lily as an excuse. Why are you so jealous of Amelia? Cursing your own child will bring you bad karma."

"Lily's here, in your hospital! Ask the surgical team!" Alex hesitated, then muttered, "You haven't even given the transfusion yet. How do you know it's 600ml?"

The doctor called me. I said, "I told you the truth. Check it out. I sent the contact. Save her or not, its up to you. You can strap me down after Lilys transfusion if you want! I hung up. Id died once; I feared nothing.

After giving blood, I was weak, but the doctors, under Marks orders, kept drawing more. My vision blurred. I saw the funeral again: white drapes, lilies, flickering candles reflecting in my tears, Marks furious accusations Id fallen for his gentle charm, our five years together seemingly peaceful. Hed proposed after three months. I was hesitant, but he was so eager, so I agreed. We went to the courthouse, and that same day, Amelia had her accident. She needed my rare blood. Mark told me she was like a little sister, and I willingly gave 1000ml. Seeing my weakened state, he suggested regular donations to avoid such large withdrawals in the future. So, I became a human blood bank.

He pampered me, pretending it was concern, but it was all for Amelia. I happily became a homemaker, filling our home with carefully chosen treasures, storing old items in the basement, which later became Amelia's funeral parlor. Surrounded by the remnants of our life, he killed me.

Now I knew the truth. Mark loved Amelia. Our life was a lie. He'd likely known my blood type before approaching me, needing a convenient source for Amelia. His love, our wedding, all timed perfectly for Amelias first accident.

This time, I wouldn't be a puppet. I forced my eyes open, focusing on Alexs anxious face. "Sarah! Wake up! You can't die!"

Hed checked my story. Hed even confronted Mark, who, seeing Amelia in pain, had dismissed him, saying, How much did Sarah pay you to lie? Or did she use her body? Take her, I dont care!

Alex told me this, and I feltnothing. He'd used my contact, saving Amelia. I was safe. Id changed my fate, and Amelia's. This was my last donation.

Wheres Lily? I want to see her.

Alex hesitated. Sarah, you need to rest. Ill bring her when youre stronger. That pause

Where is she? Now!

He finally confessed. "Mark said Lily's injury was minor, just needing some fluids and meds. He ordered all the blood to go to Amelia. I only found out after getting the new blood for you. Lily Lily didnt make it