I buried our daughter alone while my husband and his lover were on vacation. He was unaware of the type of retaliation that would be directed at him.Regretfully, our daughter will not be returning.
When I stood behind the small white coffin, I could hardly stand. My little girl. My tiny joy. So swiftly and mercilessly gone. By the way, what did my husband text me on the morning of the funeral?
I’m not able to go. An important meeting. I’ll give you a call later.
I’ll give you a call later. Later.
I was carrying our daughter’s beloved teddy bear as he sat on a sunbed in Dubai, feeding his mistress strawberries.
I gained all of the knowledge. It wasn’t an accident, either.
A month before, I had already sensed something wasn’t right. He started hiding his phone, leaving the room when it rang, and “working late” almost every day of the week. I installed a program that kept backups of his messages and whereabouts.
On the day of that purported “important meeting,” I looked at the photos. He was in a motel with another woman. I’m giggling. retaining her hand in mine. while I was clutching the hand of our departed daughter.
He was enjoying himself so much that he didn’t care about his family. He picked her. My daughter was not deserving of being treated so contemptuously by her own father. I’m still perplexed as to how a parent can laugh and celebrate the loss of their child.
After a week, he came back. with gifts. with a fake expression of regret. There was forced agony in his voice. I listened in silence. I smiled. I also mentioned that everything was OK. I understand.
Then…
Among the items I removed off the shelf were chat logs, tickets, receipts, and the video of him passionately kissing his “important meeting” next to the pool.
“You mean your alibi is this?” “Calmly,” I said. “Well, you’re about to pass away.”
I had already filed for divorce. I’ve already contacted the media, and he’s a well-known businessman. At the moment, his company is involved in a scandal. At his daughter’s burial, every investor knows exactly where he is. The public is unkind.
He sold everything he owned. He no longer possesses what he once called “ours.”
I also presented all of the evidence related to his affairs to the court. The custody dispute involving our younger son will be promptly resolved.
For him, everything will be lost. At the same moment, I lost my child.
My daughter was deserving of love. He’s not a dad. It’s all my fault.
