My Husband Became an Organ Donor – His Doctor Stopped Me in the Hospital Hallway and Said, ‘There’s Something He Made Me Promise Not to Give You Until Now’

Violet’s eyes filled.

“You still have something of him.”

“She’s a baby.”

I stared at her.

She looked at Cecelia.

“You wake up and see him in her. What do I get?”

“Me.”

Violet froze.

“You had me.”

Her face crumpled.

“Me.”

“I loved you too, Violet.”

She covered her mouth.

“You’ve spent weeks making me the enemy because it’s easier than admitting Mark chose something you couldn’t stop.”

She shook her head.

“He wasn’t himself.”

“I loved you too, Violet.”

“He knew you’d say that.”

Violet looked up.

“What?”

I reached for my laptop.

“Mark left me something.”

Her face went pale.

“If he had something to say, he should’ve said it while he was alive.”

“What?”

“He did.”

I pressed play.

Mark’s voice filled the room.

“Donation was my choice.”