my life after my daughter left me Alone And Forgotten

The day after

The next day, after packing all her belongings, I took her to her evil adopted mother's home.
Filled with hatred, animosity, guilt beatings and many other horrors, I cringed upon our approach. I could feel the spite and treachery building.
I asked my daughter one final time, are you sure, my sweet, that this is what you want?
"Yes, Daddy" she replied, gathering her things before walking away, without a look back.