Helena called with news that made Theresia’s heart skip a beat.
“Theresia, I found a cornea donor for you. Your surgery is scheduled for next week. How are things going on your side?”
For a moment, Theresia was speechless. Then emotion crashed into her, warm and overwhelming, bubbling up from deep inside. She hadn’t seen light in three years. Her whole world had been swallowed by darkness, and now she finally had a real shot at seeing again. No one else could really understand what that meant to her.
She choked up, tears threatening to spill over, and it took her a full five minutes to steady her voice. “Helena, thank you. Thank you so much.”
Helena could hear the tears and felt her own eyes prickle. “You’re going to make me cry, too.”
She rallied and switched topics. “Oh, I heard from Hanson that you put Patti in the hospital. Seriously, that is so satisfying.”
Theresia didn’t miss a beat. “She deserved it.”
“Honestly, I’ve wanted to do that for years,” Helena said. “She’s set you up so many times. If you hadn’t felt guilty about your past with her, I would have handled her long ago.”
Theresia had always felt she owed Patti, after taking her place for eighteen years. That guilt had stopped her from ever fighting back, no matter what Patti did. But enough was enough. Patti had falsely accused her, and Lawrence had tried to make her apologize. If that was how they were going to treat her, why should she keep holding back?
If Patti liked playing the victim, Theresia figured she might as well give her something real to cry about. She didn’t pull her punches this time, knowing full well Lawrence would be furious and would probably call the police. But Theresia wasn’t worried. Hanson had her back, and she trusted him completely.
Lawrence wouldn’t really leave her in jail, anyway. Reporting her was just his way of scaring her. He might be obsessed with Patti, but the baby Theresia was carrying was still his. So even if Hanson bailed her out in no time, Theresia knew Lawrence wouldn’t dare come after her again.
After chatting with Helena a little longer, Theresia hung up and checked the time. There was still something she needed to take care of.
“Are you sure you want to delete all your identity records?” the staff member asked.
“I’m sure,” Theresia said, without a second thought.
Aaron set a garment box on the table. “Lawrence had this dress custom-made for you. You’ll look amazing in it tonight.”
“Thank you,” Theresia replied, her face giving nothing away.
“It’s really no trouble. This is what I’m here for,” Aaron said, and he actually sounded happy for her. Maybe he thought Lawrence had finally realized who really mattered, who would stand by him. Aaron’s smile was warm, like he wanted Theresia to be happy too.
“I’ll get going now,” he said.
She nodded, waiting until he’d left before she lifted the lid of the box. The gown inside was made of the silkiest satin, smooth and cool under her fingers. She looked over her shoulder.
“Susan, could you grab me a pair of scissors?”

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