My Daughter
My Daughter 9

Chapter 9

That was the first time I clearly saw the disgust

in his eyes.

I supported Candice; trying to defend myself: “It’s not like that…”

But he didn’t want to hear a word, and he

carried Hannah away.

Tears streamed down my face, and Candice didn’t say a word. She raised her hand as if to wipe my tears, hesitated, then put it down.

I didn’t know when the light on the way home

had broken.

I walked ahead, lost in despair, and Candice

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followed behind me. She kept her distance, neither too close nor too far, maintaining a gap

between us.

My patience was almost exhausted, my emotions at their peak.

“Can you stop following me!!! Can you go home? Stop clinging to me!!!”

Years later, whenever I recall these words, I always want to slap myself hard.

Candice clutched the hem of her shirt tightly, like a little dog that had done something wrong.

I still remember that look in her eyes, a bitter feeling spreading to my heart, like pressing my heart against shards of glass, grinding it

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repeatedly.

She looked at me helplessly, her mouth opening and closing, finally piecing together complete words: “But… I don’t have a home…”