I let out a bitter laugh.
“Regina,” I said quietly, “Remember what you did today, to me and to our daughter. One day, you’ll pay for it.”
I stumbled out and made my way back to the funeral home. One of the staff members, a kind-faced woman, handed me a small pink jewelry box shaped like a kitten.
“I heard your daughter’s birthday wish was to go to that pink kitty theme park,” she said gently. “So I found this for her. I thought… maybe it’d help her leave this world a little happier.”
My chest tightened as I held the tiny pink box in my arms, tears spilling down my face uncontrollably. A complete stranger had gone out of their way to honor my daughter’s final wish—something even her own mother couldn’t be bothered to do.
“Thank you,” I said, voice trembling. “From Claudia… and from me.” I bowed deeply, from the bottom of my heart.
After arranging the funeral, I went straight to my lawyer. I handed over the video from the day at the amusement park, along with a signed divorce agreement.
“She doesn’t deserve to be Claudia’s mother,” I said firmly. “I want the world to know what she did.”