A Mother's Revenge

on the chair and mechan

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e day of Mia

her favorite dress and style

properly, often whining that my attempts gave her

't complain, and sh

n being sent into the crematori

was handed to me, Jo

d since he left w

party's mobile phone shut down again, I hun

h a cane bloc

him, not reco

was too tired while driving and didn't n

ned. He was the driver re

red in bloodstains, and his clothes were wrinkled, but

ily, "You killed my daughter, and you still have the nerve

ion." I turned to leave, fearing that if I stayed any l

und, desperately clinging to my leg. "Please, I'm begging you, give

ay coldly. "People like you, who don't follow

ouldn't have died if your husband h

ly, glaring at him.

have a car video recorder in my car. If you