Betrayed: His Student Caused Our Daughters Death

As I approached a quiet alley near the old bistro, he suddenly halted. When he turned and locked eyes with me, I felt a pang of fear. The look in his eyes was twisted and terrifying.

"Kaylani, you know it wasn't safe with the rain pouring down. How could you let Brynn, just a young girl, run out into the storm?!" he exclaimed angrily.

"How did I end up marrying a woman with such a cold heart? It's not her who deserves to be damned—it's you!"

Before I could react, he roughly pushed me into an open sewer. My hands desperately clutched at the edge as I struggled to pull myself back up. My daughter, Nevaeh, cried out and reached for me, trying to grab my hand.

"And you, you little pest, if you hadn't cried so loudly that night and alerted the neighbors, I wouldn't have lost you both!"

With those words, he kicked Nevaeh forcefully in the back. Her small body collided with my head, causing my grip to weaken. We both fell into the rancid water below.

There was no time to scream before the icy, filthy water filled our lungs, drowning us both.

As I regained consciousness, the overwhelming sense of despair lingered. This time, I said nothing. I simply held Nevaeh's hand and watched silently as they flaunted their affection in front of us.