Shattered Melody
Language: en
Just because I mistakenly wore the necklace my daughter had given to my husband's unrequited first love. My daughter flew into a rage on the spot, grabbing me by the neck: "You old hag, keep your hands to yourself, won't you? Are you even worthy of touching this necklace?" "Looks like you won't learn your lesson without a little punishment!" I opened my mouth, but before the words of explanation could come out, she pushed me into the lake. The foul-smelling lake water rushed into my nasal cavity as I struggled to surface. But the next second, she stepped hard on my head. "So you like…