After I got pregnant, my husband brought countless women home. I didn't care at all. All I wanted was to give birth to my child. Then, on the way to a prenatal checkup, my husband's new lover hit me with her car and knocked me to the ground. Blood soaked the floor red. My husband acted as if nothing had happened and left with his new lover. As I lay in the hospital bed, the System's cold, mechanical voice sounded. [Host mission complete. Please confirm whether you wish to leave.] "Yes." 1. Two trails of tears slid down my cheeks. So there really were fathers cruel enough to kill their own children. I'd thought I'd never be able to complete this mission in my lifetime. Love as deep as the sea, yet as thin as paper: one poke and it tears.
