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.

...

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

heavy steps upstairs, she entered her daughter's room. After tidying up her daughter's belongings, she sat on the little bed holding her daughter's urn

It was Charles.

look at her, his expression as cold as ever. He did not say much but asked succinctly, "Where's

out a mocking, cold laugh. It had been three days since their daughter

slightly, displeased at Evelyn's glare. Was she still angry about him

a deep voice, "I

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

of her vomited

I'm having a lot of fun

she could spend time alone with her dad. Charlie believed he wouldn't lie to her and

waiting in the cold wind from morning

cold as ice. "She's dead! Where

missed appointment? Why would she curse her own daughter to death

could she say

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