As the second round of fireworks soared into the sky, exploding in a burst of dazzling colors, Charles and Dahlia simultaneously bent down to kiss Sandy. One on the left and one on the right, their affectionate kisses landed on Sandy's cheeks.

The moment was frozen in time.

"Woah. Mr. Jenkins really dotes on his daughter."

"Well, I heard Dahlia is the love of his life."

Envious voices filled the air.

Evelyn's eyes turned bloodshot as she tightly wrapped her daughter's urn in her down jacket. Her heart was twisting in pain.

She covered the front of the urn with her hand, whispering softly, "Charlie, don't look!"

She didn't want her daughter to be sad.

...

was ten o'clock at night when Evelyn returned to Oakwood Manor,

tidying up her daughter's belongings, she sat on the little bed holding her daughter's urn all

It was Charles.

didn't look at her, his expression as cold as ever. He did not

been three days since their daughter died, and he

Was she still angry

Suppressing his displeasure, he said in a

twisted in pain. She could never forget the scene she saw

fainted in a pool of her

time. I'm having a lot of fun with him. Don't worry," At

spend time alone with her dad. Charlie believed he wouldn't

stood foolishly waiting in the cold wind from morning till

cold as ice. "She's dead! Where are you going to

would she curse her own

was Charlie's mother. How could

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