He Chose His Mistress's Son Over His Dying Daughter

Synopsis

"Mommy." My daughter Lily tipped her head back to look at me, and her voice came out soft and small. "Where's Daddy?" "Daddy's at work." "Why is Daddy always at work?" I had no answer for her. How could I tell her that her father had married me for the Corleone name and not for love? There was no way to explain that the reason he never spent time with her was that he spent all of it with his mistress. And I could never have told her that I had swallowed every bit of it so she could grow up with a whole family. Then he chose another woman over our daughter's life. Lily was gone. And I was done swallowing any of it.