my five-year-old daughter, Lily, was free. Then, my estranged husband, David Chen, Lily' s f
rfect, powerful unit, while I stood shattered. He even bla
of the accident, a flash of silver, a sickening thud, and Lily' s last words: "Look, Mommy! So pretty!" David' s voicemail the whole time. At the hosp
David and Chloe celebrating his "victory" with champagne. When I confronted him, he dismissed me,
e a show tonight. You should really learn to handle your emotions better. By the way, the bracel
ey from that joint account you thought was for Lily's college fund... David planned the whole defense, you know. He told me exactly what to say, how to cry for the jury. He
message, ready to expose him. But David arrived, smooth and authoritative, claiming I was unstable and fabricating t
. But I wouldn' t be bought. Instead, clutching my father' s Medal of Valor and Lily' s urn, I w