When my phone vibrated in the ICU waiting room, I assumed it was an update about my dad. Instead, it was a message from my husband: “I need $20,000—right now. It’s an emergency.” Seconds later, his parents followed with the same demand. While my father was fighting for his life, all they could think about was money. In that instant, something inside me broke. And what I did next… they never saw coming.
My name is Emily Carter, and the darkest night of my life began with a call from the hospital. My father had collapsed at home and was rushed into the ICU. I drove there trembling, barely able to breathe, whispering prayers that he would survive. When I arrived, a doctor told me his condition was critical and that the coming hours would decide everything. I sat alone in the waiting room, hollow with fear, staring at the floor as I waited for any newsLess than ten minutes later, my phone buzzed. My heart jumped—I thought it might be an update about my dad. Instead, it was a message from my husband, Mark:
“Send me $20,000 right now. It’s urgent.”
I stared at the screen in disbelief. There was no concern for my father. No question about me. I quickly replied:
“I’m in the ICU. My dad might not survive.”
Mark’s response came immediately.
“I don’t care about that right now. I need the money TODAY.”
Before I could even process that, another notification appeared—this time from a group chat with his parents, Tom and Linda.
“We need $20,000 as well. Immediate.”
“Transfer it now, Emily.”
They knew exactly where I was. They knew what was happening. And still, not one of them mentioned my father.
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