If she were still alive, seeing me so sad and in pain, she would definitely hug me tightly and say, "Daddy, don't be sad. Tania will always be with you."
I cried, "Tania, I'm sorry. Daddy came home late. Wake up ... Daddy will take you away from this place."
She must not have liked it here. I wanted to take her away. I packed up all our things, holding Tania's ashes and moved back to the first house where she was born.
Day and night, I stayed by Tania's ashes, repeatedly tormenting myself by watching the surveillance footage of what happened before her accident.
***
After I left for the business trip, Tania was happy at first, probably because she could spend time alone with Sherry. She ran back to her little room, took out her cherished candies and excitedly brought them to Sherry.
Sherry was focused on her phone and didn't even glance at her. Tania carefully pushed her hand forward, accidentally blocking the phone screen.
Sherry frowned, impatiently pushing her little hand away and the candies scattered on the floor.
Tania stood nearby, unconsciously biting her fingers, unsure of what she had done wrong to upset her mother.