During the Shooting, He Chose Another Child Over Me

Synopsis

The year my daughter turned seven, she finally stopped waiting for her father. On the desk in her bedroom sat a LEGO cathedral, It had taken thousands of tiny bricks to build. The model was supposed to have ten golden spires, Christian had snapped them on with her on her sixth birthday, it had been their thing, and their happiest memory together. Now only two golden spires were left. The other eight rested in a small box beneath her bed. She had taken them off herself. One spire for every promise Christian had broken.