You Chose Him And Let Our Daughter Die
Language: en
Five years ago, the daughter of Vivian Jiang and me died in a car accident. Vivian, with her childhood sweetheart, had already left for the States to give birth, and she didn't even attend Fiona’s funeral. Years passed, marked by a sinking silence. I encountered her again at the cemetery. I was holding a small cake, wanting to spend a quiet moment with my daughter. Instead, I saw Vivian placing a limited-edition doll in front of the headstone. Beside her, a small girl burrowed into her mother's arms: “Mommy, do you think my sister will like the gift I picked out?”