Jane’s POV:

My hands are trembling, with sadness or anger I fail to determine. I take a screenshot of the post and send it to him. “If you care, can I expect an explanation?” I hit the send button and look at my daughter.

He sees the message but doesn’t reply. Then I realize I should inform him about Bella’s death.

I dial him, but his phone is unreachable. “Seriously?” I frown with frustration. Even after seeing my message, he didn’t reply but switched off his phone. I was at least expecting him to attend our only daughter’s last rites.

“Ma’am, the car is at the hospital’s door to carry your daughter’s body.” My blood boils at the mention of "body," but it’s the truth. And the reason for it is her father is enjoying his life with his dick.

I take my daughter into my arms again and head to the car for the cemetery. Halfway there, I get a call from Leo, Zack’s assistant. At first, I disconnect the call, not wanting to talk to anyone related to Zack.

Again, he is calling. I pick up this time, considering it might be an emergency.

“Yes, Jane speaking,” I answer coldly.

“Mrs. Smith, the boss went out of the country and he might not be available for a couple of days.” A tide of rage surges through my veins.

“When he returns, ask him to go to hell.” It’s hurting me how he can be so stony-hearted. He dropped Bella in the middle of the road and didn’t even care to ask if Bella was safe and sound.

“Is everything alright, Mrs. Smith?” Leo’s soft voice forces my tears to roll down.

“B-Be-Bella,” I stammer. For the first time, I am crying to someone.

“What happened to the Princess?” Yeah, Leo adores Bella a lot and always cares for her.

“She is no more, damn it.” My cracked voice is filled with pain and disappointment.

“W-wh-what?” He is trying to process my words. “Where are you? I’m coming.” The shock and urgency are clear in his voice.

“On the way to the cemetery.” I hang up, clutching my Bella. Soon, her body will turn into ashes. There won’t be anything left for me to hug or caress. How will I stay on this earth with the flashback of her being hit by the truck? What kind of mother am I? I let my daughter die in front of my eyes. How could I?

I get out of the car when it stops at the cemetery gate. The cemetery manager looks at me with sympathy. Even in this situation, I manage an ironic smile. When unknown or unfamiliar people can feel my pain, my husband, my so-called life partner, isn’t around.

Everything is ready to start the last rites for my doll, and Leo appears. “I’m here.” I nod bluntly. Frankly, I don’t have the strength to greet him at this moment.

The manager hands me Bella’s urn. It’s the heaviest thing I have ever lifted. I cry for a long time while hugging the urn. Her birth moment, those tiny fingers holding my index finger for the first time, those cries for milk—yeah, she was a foodie. Was. Now, I need to use past tense for my daughter. It’s like stabbing my heart with uncountable knives. She was a sleepyhead too. Even in the morning, she didn’t want to go to school.

“Mommy, let your Bella sleep for a while, please.” Her plea still echoes in my ears. I wish I had let her sleep then. Maybe I could have avoided her death.

“The grave is ready, Mrs. Smith,” Leo says with a heavy voice.

“Jane, it’s Jane. Don’t add his surname with mine.” I stand up from the ground and reach the grave. Yes, my daughter’s grave. When she was born, I thought she would be the one to perform my last rites. How ironic! Now, I am burying my daughter’s urn in the grave.

The grave covering is done. I sit by the graveside.

“Jane! Let’s go. It will hurt more the longer you stay.” Leo is trying to be a shoulder for me.

“Let me stay. You may leave now.” My gaze is frozen on the grave. “Anyway, thanks for coming. It means a lot.” I share my gratitude as he really cares for Bella.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t do anything for our Princess.” His tear drops on my hand. I lift my face to look at him.

“When her father left her in the middle of the road, I don’t expect you to be sorry. Still, thank you. Now, leave me alone for some time. I need to be with her.” I return my gaze to my daughter.

“Sure, just know, for anything, I’m just a call away.” I nod softly, and he leaves.

I hug the grave and let my tears carry my grief. And then the rain starts, perhaps the sky is sharing my pain.

...

Two days pass. I am hugging Bella’s photo frame to my chest when my phone beeps. I check the message, and it’s from my useless husband. “Listen, I’m having a business trip with Jessica...” I feel like breaking my phone in anger, but it’s just a mere thing to bear my rage.

I shake my head in dismay and type back for the last time, “I want a divorce ASAP without any alimony.” I immediately block him and throw the phone on the bed.

Everything is hurting, my body or my heart, I don’t know. And as if to disturb me further, my phone rings. I pick it up; it’s the cemetery manager.

“Ma’am, someone is digging up your daughter’s grave, and I am failing to stop them.” It feels like my world is spiraling. I run without thinking for a moment.

I reach the cemetery, and the scene in front of me is shocking. Zack and Jessica are standing by the grave, and a few people are digging it up.

I can’t believe I lived with this man for more than five years. How did I end up with an INHUMAN MAN?

Jane’s POV:

“Stoppppp!” I blare, “Don’t you dare to continue.” My shivering tone is echoing in the air.

“What are you doing here?” Zack’s surprising eyes are hurting me more at this moment.

“That’s none of your concern. Just tell me, what the hell are you guys doing here?” I ask when my voice is filled with disbelief. How can a human be so heartless?

“Are you stalking me or what? How do you know that I am here?” I feel disgusted to hear him.

“Whatever!” I turn my gaze to Jessica. “Would you answer me what is going on here?” The hatred I am carrying right now for them I can’t measure.

She pouts her lips, acting naive. “I just lost my puppy. My baby, and I want to bury him here. After all, this grave is so beautiful.” My fists tighten when I find Bella’s urn is thrown aside.

I glare at her with red eyes, “C’mon, give me a break you senseless woman. How can you do this with someone’s grave for your doggy?” I don’t know what to do with these pieces of shits here.

“I already asked my manager to compensate this family.” I feel disgusted to even look at them and intend to dig out the dog’s urn from Bella’s grave.

The bodyguards’ hold me tightly and I am trying to release myself. “Leave me,” the crack part inside me is vocalizing. Their nails are digging into my arms but it’s not hurting more than seeing the dog’s urn instead of Bella’s into the grave.

“Stop it, you nonsense.” Zack screams, “I knew that you are bird-brained. But brainless, I had no idea.” His words are not giving me the feeling of being insulted.

“It’s okay, Zack. She is trying to show humanity.” Jessica gets closer to him and holds his arms while rubbing his chest gently. Zack holds her hand and blinks at her softly.

And then he turns his face to me with rage. “See! Her generosity. Just say sorry to her.” My anger reaches its high peak.

“Sorry about my foot.” I toss the bodyguards and start doing what I want. They are again up to hold me and I am throwing punches without any senses of getting hurt or vice versa.

“Bloody hell!” Zack yells out, “It’s all because of this urn, right?” He points at Bella’s urn and before I could take any step he kicks it harder. The ashes scattered on the ground. My soul is trembling with grief.

“You jerk, why do you always think about Jessica only?” I hold his blazer and keep throwing punches on his chest. “Inhuman, ruthless, heartless. You really need to think from your manhood only. How did you become so cruel because of her?” I sob, the earth’s air is giving me the scent of poison. “Why did you marry me when you wanted Jessica only? Why did you ruin my daughter’s life?”

He moves my hands and slaps harder on my face, “smack!” The surrounding is frozen for a few seconds.

“Halt your drama and leave from here. Stupid woman. I have a reputation.” He clenches his jaw.

“Reputation! Hahaha-” I lose my mind and keep laughing. “A dickhead also has a reputation, I never could guess it.” I keep chanting and he pushes me harder. I stumble behind when a strong arm wraps my back.

“Boss, please, watch out.” It’s Leo here.

“Leo, just take her home and buy a teddy for Bella in the form of an apology for that day.” I knit my brows at his thought. A teddy as to compensate for abandoning his little daughter in the middle of the road.

“Are you okay?” Leo asks with concern filled eyes.

“I don’t know. I really don’t.” I murmur.

Leo helps me to stand up properly and looks at Zack with an upset gaze. “Boss, your daughter, Bella is no more. She died on that day.” There is a brief pause on Zack’s movement.

I kneel on the ground bursting into tears when my eyes are on the fallen ashes of Bella.

“I’m sorry, my baby. Mommy failed you in every way. I couldn’t save you from the accident and now I failed to protect your grave. Even your urn is shattered.” I thud on the ground several times. “I’m such a bad Mommy. So bad...”