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When my daughter was pushed down the stairs and lost her shot at the chess championship, my wife stopped me from reporting it, just because the culprit was the son of her school sweetheart. She said, "The boy didn't mean it. This is between kids. Let's not blow it out of proportion." I hated how she defended the culprit and insisted on justice, only to be warned by her. "If you insist on reporting him, I'll make sure our daughter couldn't even get a second place!" I was shocked, unable to believe my wife would say that. At this point, my daughter wiped her tears and grabbed my hand. "Daddy, I don't want the trophy anymore. And I don't want Mommy too." I hugged her. "Okay. Daddy will take you far away from here."