The Day My Daughter Fell

The shrill ring of the phone yanked me back to reality.I stared at the screen, feeling a cold dread creeping over me as I realized the call was from the property management. My mind raced—this was the call informing me that my daughter had fallen from the building.I grabbed the phone and rushed downstairs, my heart pounding in my chest. When I saw her lying in a pool of blood, I froze. In her tiny hand, she still clutched her favorite bunny doll.It was all exactly like the last time.In my previous life, I had been washing her clothes in the bathroom while she played in her room. Then came the phone call—the one that told me she had fallen and died.I rushed out of the bathroom, my heart in my throat, and found her room empty. The window was wide open.I ran downstairs frantically, not even realizing I had lost one of my slippers. When I saw her body, my world crumbled. I burst into tears and screamed like a mad woman.I didn't understand. I was so sure I had closed the windo

"You never liked Phoebe," Yvonne wailed, her voice trembling with feigned outrage. "You would yell at her and punish her. If you didn't want her, you could've just let me raise her! You're so cold-blooded!"As Yvonne sobbed uncontrollably, she didn't miss the chance to stir up the emotions of the onlookers around us. Cody pointed his finger at me, his eyes bloodshot and fixed on me with a glare full of anger and hatred."Jasmine, haven't I always been good to you? Since we got married, I've done everything for you. I've loved you, tolerated you, and cared for you. If I ever did anything to upset you, you could have yelled at me or hit me. I would have changed! You didn't have to kill our daughter to punish me!"Not even an animal would do that! You're so vicious!"The reporters and onlookers around us were all filming the scene, their cameras focused on every moment. If looks could kill, I would have been dead a hundred times over.I shot back, "So you think killing our daughter i

The reporter held the microphone up to Cody and asked, "Mr. Yates, with this evidence, do you have anything to say for yourself?"Cody panicked, completely blindsided by the fact that his crime had been recorded."N-no! That video was edited! It's fake! She's trying to frame me. She's trying to get away with it! Don't let her deceive you!"Cody continued to deny his guilt, even reaching for my phone in an attempt to grab it."You can drop the act," I snapped. "I've already handed the video to the police. They'll confirm if it's real or not.""You'll be punished, and so will the other one," I said, turning my fiery gaze toward Yvonne."You're the ones who killed my daughter!"I spoke each word with a force that echoed in the air.The crowd immediately shifted their attention to Yvonne, the seemingly innocent woman who had just moments ago been accusing me of cruelty. They couldn't believe it—the person who had been lecturing me about being heartless was the real murderer."Jasm