49: ANOTHER WOMAN

I couldn't help but feel a surge of longing as I gazed at the shattered vase on the floor. Pain and regret washed over me every time I looked at the pieces of one of my favorite vases in the house. It was a gift from Colten to me when we celebrated our wedding anniversary, and it held special memories of our love for each other. But now, it lay broken.

Despite the intense pain I felt, I couldn't bring myself to be overly angry at our daughter Luna. My primary concern was for the well-being of our baby. I didn't want to get angry because it might stress me out and harm the baby. I knew that our daughter Luna was naturally spirited and adventurous, but despite this, we didn't want to be overly harsh on her. We loved her dearly and didn't want to inflict any trauma or fear upon her. But her antics often went too far.

I also noticed other items scattered on the couch, including strands of hair and makeup. We had repeatedly told Luna about her behavior and the need to o