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My daughter, eight months pregnant, was shoved off the 18th floor by her gangster husband, Damien Blackwood. She and the unborn baby both lost their lives. When I got there, all that was left was just a gruesome pool of blood and broken flesh on the ground. The whole internet was up in arms over the case. [Those were two lives snuffed out just like that. He has to get the death penalty.] My mother-in-law, Lisa White, cried so hard as if her world was shattered, left only pure agony, no hope left. "If the court lets that scum off without the death penalty, I'll make sure to do it myself!" she yelled, voice shaking with rage. But Damien just sneered and yelled in public, "I pushed my own wife. What the hell does that have to do with any of you?" Everyone thought my husband and I were thirsting for revenge, out for blood—there was no way we'd ever forgive him, not after what he did. But instead, not only did we withdraw our lawsuit against him, but we also split half of our fortune with him and told him to find a new wife. The cops were stunned, and everyone was calling us crazy. Lisa was so furious that she actually fainted; even Damien just stared at us in utter disbelief.