After Becoming a Kidney Donor for My Husband, I Discovered a Betrayal That Changed Everything

I once believed the hardest thing I would ever do for my marriage was give up a part of my own body. Becoming a kidney donor for my husband felt like the ultimate act of love, the kind of sacrifice people talk about in quiet, reverent tones.

I never imagined that the real test would come later, when trust itself began to unravel.

My name is Meredith, and I am in my early forties. Until not long ago, I would have described my life as steady and familiar in the best possible way. Not glamorous, not perfect, but dependable.

The kind of life many people our age work hard to build and then hope will carry them gently forward.

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