It was her father who didn't want to see her. I did everything I could to maintain the illusion of fatherly love!
How did everything end up being my fault?
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I was too angry to speak. The next moment, my phone was blowing up.
Everyone was cursing me out, calling me heartless, telling me to just die already.
I was fired too. I lost my job.
Even then, they weren't satisfied.
There were always people waiting outside my apartment. The moment I stepped out, they'd throw rotten eggs at me.
Even when I stayed in, they'd pound on the doors and windows, keeping me up all night.
My hair fell out in clumps. I looked like a ghost of my former self.
They saw themselves as justice warriors, posting videos of my torment online. The applause from the crowd was deafening.
My daughter, who had already blocked me, even liked those posts. It fueled their frenzy even more.
I tried calling the police, but there were too many people. The cops couldn't do anything.
Eventually, I was so hungry I had to go out to buy groceries. That's when someone pushed me into oncoming traffic.
I heard someone curse, "You evil witch, you ruined Ruby's life. Why don't you just die already!"
That's how I died. I was only 48.