Biting Back: A Rebirth Story
To celebrate our daughter's eighteenth birthday, my husband, James Miller, decided to go nude cycling.
I told him he was too old for that and would embarrass himself, but he looked at me with disdain and said, "Liliana, your life is so boring. You refuse to embrace new things."
Then he brought the dog belonging to his first love, Sophia Lewis, and placed it before me. It was then I realized it was Sophia who had organized the nude cycling event. I felt my anger boiling beneath the surface as our son, Thomas, took the leash and handed it to me.
"Dad, you can go have fun with Sophia. Mom will take care of the dog," Thomas said.
But when the dog lunged at me later, Thomas protected it. Meanwhile, my daughter, Alice, fought to shield me.
In the end, both Alice and I were bitten to death. James didn't even take us to the hospital. Instead, he dragged our bodies straight to the crematorium.
Just before I turned into a wisp of smoke, I saw Alice rolling in the flames. During that time, James and Thomas were comforting Sophia.
At that moment, I felt a deep rage—rage at myself for being so naive and for causing my daughter's death.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day when my son handed me the leash.
This time, I was determined to make them all pay.
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