Her Wish Cost My Girl

Synopsis

Sophie Carter, the scholarship student Richard Hawthorne supported, said she wanted to make a wish under a sky full of stars on Christmas Eve. To make her happy, Richard flexed his power, mobilized the police to block off a mile in front of her university, and had the fireworks crafted into star shapes. That night, 3 million dollars' worth of Starfire Fireworks exploded in front of the university, so Sophie could make her wish, and the whole city ground to a halt. Meanwhile, Emily Hawthorne, my daughter with Richard, born with a weak heart, suddenly spiked a fever that night. Her temperature shot up to 106.7°F. On the way to the hospital, the blocked roads forced our driver to take a detour, costing us precious time. The fever and her heart condition hit all at once, and despite everything, she didn't make it. Afterwards, Sophie wiped her tears in front of the cameras, looking all aggrieved. "Mr. Hawthorne only wanted to grant my Christmas wish. What's wrong with that? It's not my fault his daughter was sick. Why blame me?" Richard turned on me, said I hadn't taken care of our daughter, and threw me out of the house. Half-crazed with grief, I stormed over to the villa where Sophie was staying, demanding answers. Richard kicked me down the stairs. My head smashed against the marble, and I died right then and there. Only after I died did I realize that Sophie was the female lead, and I was the tragic side character meant to highlight her misery. No matter what I did, she'd always overshadow me, and my ending was doomed to be tragic. When I opened my eyes again, I was back an hour before my daughter's fever started. Back for another round, I swore I'd never let my daughter die so miserably again. This time, I'd fight and rewrite our story. This time, I'd make Richard and Sophie answer for everything they did to us.