After knowing that this was his plan all along, I chose to leave him.
However, he begged for my forgiveness and pleaded for another chance.
I told him I would forgive him, only if he could return my daughter to me.
But could he?
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Three months have passed since that fateful day. She was gone. Her life ended on the day that was meant to be her celebration.
During this time, I was consumed by grief and endless guilt. I often found myself flipping through my daughter's photo album, my tears soaking the pages.
My husband, Simon Garland, tried to comfort me, his face heavy with sorrow. "Dear, you have to stay strong," he pleaded.
"Cecilia is watching over us from heaven. She wouldn’t want to see you like this."
"My beloved Cecilia is already gone. If something happens to you too, how will I go on?"
His words gave me the strength to move again, so I decided to visit the island, the one I had bought as a grand surprise for my daughter’s birthday celebration.
I had put my heart into that island, arranging everything for her. A beautiful mansion, a playground, and even a towering Capybara statue.
She adored them. I had even arranged for real Capybaras to live there, all in anticipation of her joy.