When memories are altered, enemies become lovers, and a daughter becomes the only bond between them, can you still believe that the man who took a knife for you wasn’t the one who pushed your father off a building?
Wearing her wedding dress, she stands on the edge of a steel beam, clutching an ultrasound report showing she is six weeks pregnant. Her fiancé, Lu Qiming, messages her: Get rid of the baby. He’s marrying someone else.
On a rainy night, a scar-faced man steps out of the darkness. “Your child is mine.”
The steel plate breaks beneath her feet. A rebar pierces her arm, and warm blood sprays across her face.
The man I’ve hated for ten years is my daughter’s father, and the only witness to my father’s death.
You are my beam of light