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.

...

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

little bed holding her daughter's urn all night long. The next morning, Evelyn came downstairs, bumping into

It was Charles.

look at her, his expression as cold as ever. He

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

angry about him missing out on Charlie's birthday the day

his displeasure, he said in a

'amusement park,' Evelyn's heart twisted in pain. She could never forget the scene she saw when she

her vomited blood, and Charles was nowhere

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

for the first time, just so she could spend time alone with her dad.

waiting in the

as she glared at Charles with rage. Her voice was cold as ice. "She's dead! Where are you going

Why would she curse her own

could she

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