His "Angel," My Dying Child, His Unforgivable Choice

Summary

The day of Annie's accident, Ethan was with his old flame getting her nails done.

I called him, begging him to come to the hospital, to see our daughter one last time.

But Ethan just accused me of being cruel, of cursing our own daughter.

I pleaded again and again, but he wouldn't budge.

Meanwhile, his old flame was posting on her Instagram story, showing off her new manicure.

"This goofball sat here like a statue waiting for me for three hours. He said he likes pink nails on me, what do you guys think? Cute?"

I stared at my phone for a long time, suddenly exhausted.