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I begged my husband three hundred and four times.
He finally agreed to spend just one birthday with our terminally ill daughter.
But we waited until the cake on the table melted.
Waited until her fever slowly drained her body of warmth.
And he never showed.
Instead, his soulmate posted on Instagram–one arm around her, the other holding her kid.
Behind them?
A six–foot cake tower.
The cake my daughter waited five years for…
Given so easily to someone else’s child.
“Dream cake tower, finally came true!”
I gave the post a quiet like.
Then he messaged me, furious:
“How many times do I have to tell you?”
“Vesper’s daughter is depressed–I have to be there for her.”
“Stop calling me for no reason!”
I looked down at the child in my arms, her body cold.
My voice came out soft.
“Sure. I won’t call again.”
On the third night after my daughter died, I ran into Cassian Vale at the hospital.
He was rushing through the ER doors, carrying Vesper’s daughter, shouting for help-
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Still managing to glance back now and then to comfort the sobbing woman behind him.
He looked exactly like the perfect husband.
The loving dad.
If you ignored the fact that neither the woman nor the child were his.
In the narrow hallway, his panic ended up knocking into more than a few people.
Only when the girl was taken into an exam room did Cassian start apologizing.
When I got up from the floor, he spotted me-
The last hint of guilt vanished from his face.
He looked at me with disgust.
“What the hell are you doing here?! Are you stalking us?!”
Maybe losing my daughter had numbed something in me.
His cruelty didn’t even register anymore.
I just stood there, silent.
Vesper stepped up and slipped her arm through his, offering me a polite smile.
“I’m so sorry, Elara.”
“Cassian’s just super stressed over the kid.”
“He didn’t mean to snap.”
She gave him a playful shove.
“Elara even found her way to the hospital.”
“Shouldn’t you at least go check on her?”
“Don’t worry, I’ve got Briar.”
“She’s in good hands.”
Cassian frowned, clearly annoyed.
“You? Alone?”
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“Briar’s not a toddler anymore–you can’t just haul her around everywhere by yourself.”
“Relax. I’m staying with you tonight.”
“Not going anywhere.”
Then she threw me a look–territorial, like she was claiming her ground.
Cassian turned to me, voice sharp like a knife.
“A like on social media’s one thing, but showing up at the hospital?”
“What kind of mother leaves her kid alone just to follow me around?!”
I tightened my grip on the death certificate in my hand.
That hollow space in my chest ached again.
It took Lumi a whole month to get Cassian to promise he’d be there for her birthday.
It took him less than a minute to break that promise.
Right before he left the house, I swallowed the grief and told him the truth.
“Lumi’s leukemia is in the final stage… this is her last birthday.”
He didn’t let me finish. He rolled his eyes, annoyed.
“Elara Sinclair, are you seriously still going on about this?”
“First it’s leukemia, now it’s the final stage–come on, change the script already.”
“I already planned Briar’s birthday.”
“If Lumi has to have one, wait a couple days.”
“I’ll find time to throw her something then.”
Then he walked out.
Never looked back.
That night, Lumi cried herself into a medical emergency.
She died within hours.
I held her lifeless body and called Cassian again and again.
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Until I saw Vesper’s post.
That’s when I stopped.
Our daughter spent her birthday in a freezer at the county morgue.
Her father?
Laughing with someone else’s kid under a goddamn cake tower.
How poetic.
I didn’t move.
Cassian was gearing up for another round of yelling-
But the exam room door opened.
Instantly, he changed.
Face full of worry, arms outstretched, scooping Briar up like he couldn’t bear to be apart.
“She’s okay. Just inhaled too much smoke.”
“A little cough, nothing serious.”
“Keep her hydrated and she’ll be fine.”
Vesper gave him a light smack on the arm.
“See? Overreacting again. Feel better now?”
Cassian beamed, pulling her closer.
“Well, when it comes to you two, even the tiniest thing feels huge.”
Outside the window, fireworks still lit up the sky.
I stared at them, each burst cutting deeper.
Cassian spent a whole week planning Briar’s birthday.
Two more weeks organizing Vesper’s fireworks party.
But couldn’t give Lumi a single hour.
He’s got such a busy schedule.
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He glanced down at the papers clutched in my hand, thinking it was a medical report.
He asked casually, “How’s Lumi? She doing better?”
I gave him a slight smile.
Flat. Emotionless.
“Lumi’s great. She won’t be getting sick ever again.”
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