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After I gave birth to my daughter, Grace Shaw, at the hospital, my husband, Henry Shaw, brought home a young, beautiful woman, saying she was there to take care of me as our nanny. But the nanny, Lydia Quinn, killed my newborn daughter. Henry and my son, Jason Shaw, insisted she didn't mean it, and asked me to forgive her. Later, when I got seriously ill, Henry took the money I needed for treatment and bought the nanny a house instead. Right before I died, Jason and Henry told me to let go and die. Lydia confessed that she did it all on purpose, and that she delayed Grace's treatment and made sure she died right in my arms. I was driven to death by their cruelty. When I woke up again, I found myself back on the day Grace fell ill. This time, I was done with my ungrateful son and my bastard husband.