Long Parting, No Sorrow Left
Language: en
In my last life, my wife, a SWAT officer, chose to save someone else when the kidnappers gave her an ultimatum. She did it to avoid the appearance of nepotism. But our one-year-old daughter wouldn’t stop crying for her daddy. And I, desperate, used that fact to force my wife’s hand, to make her choose me. The negotiation failed. The man she chose, the man she’d always loved, was executed by the kidnappers, tortured to death. My wife fell into a deep depression for three years. And for three years, she hated me. Then, on our daughter’s fourth birthday, she suddenly broke from her usual cold…