My Sister Offered Me $60K To Donate My Eye. When I Refused, She Called…

The Cornea Ultimatum

My sister offered me $60,000 to donate my eye. When I refused, she called me manipulative.

I took revenge by revealing her career lies to her manager. In February, my sister Samantha demanded I donate my cornea to her daughter Ella, who required a transplant after an illness.

A Professional Sacrifice

I was sorry to learn about Ella’s health and inquired why Samantha wasn’t giving, considering she was the mother and greatest match. Samantha chuckled and explained she was a professional model who needed both eyes.

While I programmed from home, lost vision in one eye wouldn’t affect my income. Me being the donor made sense since she stated my appearance didn’t matter for my profession, but her face was her livelihood.

I told her it was absurd and she couldn’t ask me to give up my cornea because her eyes were more precious. She claimed I was selfish since Ella was young and had her whole life ahead, while I was 40 and unmarried and didn’t need flawless vision to attract anybody.

The Pressure Campaign

She claimed one eye would be enough for my lifestyle as I looked at computer displays all day. Samantha called me daily to argue why I should give instead of her.

After I declined, she stated photoshoots required depth awareness while coders could use one eye. She said she had contracts requiring her to look well, but I did not.

She stated her spouse would leave her if she had face operations, but I had no audience. She stated losing one eye wouldn’t matter because people knew I used glasses and my eyes weren’t flawless.

Family Allegiances

Samantha persuaded our mother to pressure me. By March, Mom called to tell me Samantha’s modeling business supported her family while I simply had myself to worry about.

Ella would be heartbroken to witness her mother’s profession end when there was an easy remedy. She told me to consider what was best for the family rather than being adamant about something unimportant.

Mom stated she was too old to donate her cornea then and might not be a suitable match. Next, our father joined the effort, stating I needed to stand up as an aunt as Samantha had sacrificed so much as a mother.

Questions of Sacrifice

Samantha’s nanny, housekeeper, and limited time with Ella between modeling assignments made me wonder what sacrifices she made. He said I was being tough to upset Samantha, who had always envied me.

He indicated guys weren’t good fits for little girls when I inquired if he’d donate his cornea. Samantha’s husband James texted me headlines about one-eyed persons living regular lives.

He stated hundreds survived and I was overreacting. He offered me $60,000 for my cornea as a company.

When I replied, “No amount of money would make me give up my body parts for someone who wouldn’t.”

He called me greedy and claimed I was pricing Ella’s vision. I told him Samantha was pricing it by not donating.

Guilt and Manipulation

The persecution escalated when Samantha informed Ella Aunt Rachel wouldn’t help her sight again. Ella sent me tearful voicemails wondering why I didn’t assist her.

Samantha advised her to claim mother needed her eyes for work but Aunt Rachel worked on computers all day. An eight-year-old was guilt-tripping me because her mother was too vain to give her cornea.

My patience ran out so I showed everyone how selfish Samantha was. I phoned Samantha’s modeling agency to talk to her manager.

The Manager’s Verdict

I explained and asked if Samantha would lose contracts for donating a cornea to her kid.

The manager said, “Of course not. That would be discrimination and no client would punish a mother for helping her sick child. In fact, it would probably generate positive publicity and show Samantha as a devoted mother.”

She was appalled that Samantha was using her career to pressure others. The manager phoned Samantha immediately to say the agency approved her giving to Ella and would accommodate any recuperation time.

Validated Suspicions

She was also unhappy that Samantha lied about job concerns to avoid aiding her daughter. Samantha yelled at me for ruining everything.

I hung up on Samantha and remained shocked for many minutes. My hands shook as I placed the phone on my desk.

My suspicions were validated by the modeling agency manager. Samantha lied about professional concerns to avoid cornea donation.

Exposed Selfishness

Instead of being embarrassed of herself, she was upset at me for exposing her selfishness. I looked at my PC without noticing my pre-all code.

I had trouble breathing and my chest was constricted. She believed my phoning her agency wrecked everything, not that she wrecked everything by not helping her daughter.

Not that she spent weeks manipulating and pressing me, but that I was the problem for discovering the truth. My phone buzzed non-stop twenty minutes later.

Clear Priorities

Samantha’s texts flooded my screen. She called me spiteful and accused me of undermining her agency connection.

She stated I ruined her career behind her back instead of donating discreetly like a sister. As each message arrived, my rage grew.

Her priorities were clear in every communication: only Ella’s job, attractiveness, and reputation, not her vision or motherhood. I screenshotted every communication.

Reveal of the True Self

Her wrath revealed her true self to everyone. She sent twelve furious SMS in the first hour.

She remarked, “I’ve always envied her success.”

She stated I couldn’t tolerate that she was gorgeous and renowned and I was a nothing coder. She stated I wanted to injure her because I was annoyed by my monotonous existence.

A Weary Husband

That night at 7:00, my phone rang. The screen displayed James’s name.

Something compelled me to answer. The tone of his voice was very different from his commercial proposals.

He sounded worn out. Before the manager phoned Samantha, he didn’t know she lied about the agency’s stance.

Refusal to Repair

It was his belief that career repercussions existed. He inquired whether I was satisfied after embarrassing his wife.

I assured him Ella may receive the cornea from her mother. His silence was lengthy.

He then reported Samantha had closed herself in their bedroom and refused to communicate.

He groaned, “Not my problem to repair,” and hung up without saying goodbye.