For thirteen years, I have cherished Jocelyn with all my heart.
For thirteen years, I never raised my voice with her. Even the smallest hint of discomfort from her broke my heart.
When she said she didn’t want Iris to hold back her career, I left my well-paying job and became a stay-at-home dad.
I faced criticism and mockery from others but focused on taking care of her and Iris with utmost attention.
Knowing how important her career was to her, I handled everything myself and never troubled her.
I thought that by giving my all, I could build a happier family.
But instead, my unconditional love allowed Jocelyn to rekindle her relationship with her ex-boyfriend.
It was the same figure she had been searching for in the crowd during that high school sports meeting.
This time, while I was bedridden with a high fever and on an IV drip, I had no choice but to let her take our daughter to school just once.
I never imagined that this one instance would lead to our daughter's death.
And the reason? To spend time with Jeremy Heath!
My Iris was only five years old.
Why did she have to become a victim of Jocelyn's whims?
I was overwhelmed with grief and despair.
Iris’s death made me see the harsh reality.