My Daughter

Chapter 6

I spent my days holed up in the house, sorting through my daughter’s belongings and planning my departure.

Ken hadn’t come home for a long time. I was a wreck, often losing my grip on reality.

In those moments, I would shatter a glass in my

hand and walk barefoot over the shards until I snapped back to consciousness, blood pooling at my feet.

I would sit by the potted plants, tearing off every blooming petal or drowning the pots with water. I pressed my hands into cactus spines until they were bloody and raw.

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Candice said nothing, simply staying by my side. She quietly cleaned up the glass, moved the plants out of my reach, and tended to my wounds without a word, her eyes filled with

sorrow.

One day, coming back from the market, I saw a crowd gathered. A man in a suit was holding some papers, while several burly men were moving things in and out of my house.

The bystanders whispered among themselves, too afraid to approach, speculating about what was happening.

“Hurry up, hurry up!” the man in the suit urged.

I pushed through the crowd and asked: “What are you doing? This is trespassing!”

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They shoved a few papers at me. The bold words were clear: House Transfer Agreement.

One of the men inside casually picked up a pendant, dangling it as if appraising it. It was my daughter’s only possession. I rushed over, snatching it back, and collapsed to the floor, my voice hoarse and desperate: “Get out! Get out! This is my house. I’m not selling it!”

The men stepped back, unsure how to handle the situation. The man in charge, seeing the chaos, made a phone call. Not long after, I saw a familiar figure.

For a moment, I felt a glimmer of hope when I saw Ken, thinking he had come to help me.

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But I was wrong. He was about to push me into an even deeper abyss.

“I’m the one who sold it.” A cold voice reached

me, like a devil’s whisper.

“Ken, are you crazy? I paid the mortgage for this house, how could you sell it?!”

Ken just looked at me coldly, looking down at me, “But the deed is in my name.”

Then he crazily squatted down, tightly gripping

my arms.

It was the first time I’d seen him like this, in a tone almost begging: “Cloris, Cloris! Listen to me, Hannah only needs a bit more money for her cancer medication to fully recover. The

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house can be bought back, but her life, she only has one.”

I looked at the madman in front of me, feeling hidden and helpless.

“You… you will understand me, right? I couldn’t save my mother back then, this time, I can’t lose her again…” Ken’s eyes were bloodshot as he shouted at me.

My eyes widened, I shook off his hands, “Ken! Do you know what you’re doing?”

Ken waved his hand, and the men behind him started moving things again. No matter how I tried to protect it, how I begged him desperately, they didn’t stop.

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In the future, Ken might never understand that this was the final straw that broke me.