Chapter 5

Our daughter was gone, and Jack couldn't even be bothered to go to the hospital to confirm it.

The recent news had given Vicky a taste of fame. She quickly capitalized on it by starting her own video channel, which had already gained 100,000 followers.

She was live streaming the movie's opening ceremony.

In the screen, Jack wore a carefully pressed custom suit, his hair perfectly styled, exuding confidence. He looked like he'd suddenly returned to his twenties.

It was hard to imagine how he could live like this while our daughter was critically ill.

As he and Vicky cut the ribbon hand in hand, I turned off the livestream and went to collect Emma's ashes.

My growing little girl had been reduced to a small urn, quietly nestled in my hands.

Before heading home, I received a call from an unknown number.

It was Ethan.

We hadn't seen each other in seven years, and our different social standings left us with little to talk about.

He contacted me after seeing the flood of negative tr