My husband secretly transferred our school-district apartment to the woman he’d always loved, leaving our daughter without a school and forcing her to wait another year. When I confronted him, he brushed it off. “Qingqing is older. We can’t afford to hold her back. Don’t your parents have another apartment? Have them transfer it to us soon. It won’t hurt Jiajia to start school a year later.” When our daughter fell ill, he ignored her and went to celebrate his first love’s daughter’s birthday. When burglars broke into our home, he said his first love and her daughter were afraid of thunder, then left me and our badly injured daughter behind. Later, our daughter died, and he went mad.
