He Stole My Corneas Four Times For His First Love

When the fourth cornea match came through, my husband, the head of ophthalmology, expertly slid a voluntary waiver across the table.

His face was painted with guilt, but his tone left absolutely no room for negotiation.

"Trexie, we can't use this set of corneas for you either."

"Stella had acid thrown in her face by her ex. It ruined her vision completely. She relies on sleeping pills just to make it through the night. If she hears that your sight has been restored, it will drag up all her past trauma. She will be suicidal. I can't just stand by and watch her suffer."