My husband, Ethan Cole, asked for my kidney on a rainy Tuesday night like he was asking.

If you say no, it stops.”

I laughed nervously.

“People would hate me.”

His expression did not change.

“Anger is not consent.

Obligation is not consent.

Marriage is not consent.

Family is not consent.

Only a free yes is consent.”

I left that appointment with his words sitting heavily in my chest.

I still didn’t stop the process.

Part of me was afraid Ethan meant continue reading …