My life was a gilded cage, a loveless arrangement with the powerful Hamilton heir, Mark, designed to save my father' s legacy.
Battling postpartum depression, my only solace was my precious daughter, Lily.
Then, Mark weaponized my vulnerability, declaring me unfit and sending Lily to his ex-girlfriend, Tiffany, her glamour hiding a sharp, cruel edge.
When I finally managed to reach Lily, she was neglected, trapped on a sun-drenched balcony, bearing the faint, angry marks of abuse.
My desperate phone call to Mark for help was met with gaslighting and dismissal: "Are you having another episode?"
Then, the world stopped: a small cry, a sickening thud.