"Rose, it was just a milkshake. Do you have to blow it out of proportion? You're becoming more and more petty. Emily is just like you, making a big deal out of nothing. She could've called if she had trouble. We waited for her at home for a long time."
"Yes, Rose. You really need to teach Emily better. She took over an hour to get a milkshake and didn't even call. If Jeffrey hadn't taken me to Blido to get a cake, I don't know how much longer we would've waited," Louise chimed in.
Their words shattered my heart, filling it with cold hatred.
Holding Emily's urn, I closed my eyes in despair.
"Jeffrey, let's get a divorce. The papers are ready. Just sign, and we'll be done."
Jeffrey exploded at the mention of divorce.
"Rose, I've tolerated your nonsense over and over. Are you really going to be this unreasonable? It was just a milkshake! I can take her to the kindergarten graduation to make it up to her."
I scoffed, tears silently streaming down my face, landing on Emily's black urn.
"There's no need. Emily won't be able to go. She'll never be able to go."
"Rose, you're disgusting. Are you cursing our daughter just to spite me? Are you even human?" Jeffrey spat angrily.