After I Was Erased, My Wife Took Her Own Life for Love

In the cold hospital room, my younger brother insisted on having my liver transplanted, not caring whether I lived or died. Clinging to my last shred of hope, I begged my wife, only to hear her say, “Go ahead with the transplant.” I gave a bitter laugh, accepted my fate, and let go of her sleeve. I didn’t tell her I had a System mission. If she abandoned me, I would fail the mission, be erased, and die instantly.