After Divorce, No Longer Waiting for Him1
During the Midsummer Festival, my daughter was on the verge of death.
She had been frail and sickly since childhood, and her biggest wish was to have her biological father, Tom Carr, spend just one birthday with her.
He only agreed after I begged him repeatedly.
On her birthday, he didn't show up, and that night, my daughter passed away with regret.
Afterward, his first love posted a picture of them together. "Only a fool would use a child to bind a man's heart. In his heart, I'm the only one."
Everyone was mocking me.
I coldly commented: [The leash is off; no need to sneak around eating crap anymore.]
***
During the Midsummer Festival, on the night my daughter passed, I remained unusually calm, handling her funeral quietly on my own.
It wasn't surprising that Tom would prioritize the date for River Patel.
In the six years I'd been with Tom, all it took was one call from River, and he would drop everything to be there for her.
Whatever the reason was this time, it no longer mattered.
I quickly packed my bags, left the divorce papers, and prepared to leave.
But just as I was leaving, I saw River getting out of Tom's car.