I Returned from a Secret Mission and Found My Daughter Kneeling on the Floor While My Husband’s Mistress Called It “Discipline”

it for our daughter.”

I looked at him and felt nothing but grief for the years I had wasted.

“When Matilda needed her father, you chose her executioner.”

I left.

But the next morning, a nurse burst into Matilda’s hospital room, pale with terror.

“Captain… your daughter is gone.”

The bed was empty.

The window was open.

On the pillow sat a typed note:

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