The Island He Gave Away for His First LoveChapter 1
On the day of my daughter's birthday celebration, I bought an island for her.
Unfortunately, on our way there, the yacht malfunctioned. Water flooded the cabin, and before we could react, my daughter and I were thrown into the sea.
I was rescued, but my daughter was swallowed by the ocean.
Grief consumed me, causing me to blame myself over and over again.
My husband consoled me with a sorrowful expression, yet behind my back, he gifted the island that was supposed to be our daughter's to the son of his first love.
I overheard his conversation with his first love.
“That adopted daughter of mine? How could she ever compare to your son? The fact that her heart, liver, and kidneys were a match for Harvey and saved his life is her blessing.”
“So what if she didn’t die when she fell into the sea? It was fate that her organs matched your son’s!”
“I raised her for so many years; she owed me this much. And she still had the audacity to think she deserved that island as a birthday gift? Ridiculous. That island was meant for your son from the start. How could I possibly give it to that adopted girl?”
After knowing that this was his plan all along, I chose to leave him.
However, he begged for my forgiveness and pleaded for another chance.
I told him I would forgive him, only if he could return my daughter to me.
But could he?
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Three months have passed since that fateful day. She was gone. Her life ended on the day that was meant to be her celebration.
During this time, I was consumed by grief and endless guilt. I often found myself flipping through my daughter's photo album, my tears soaking the pages.
My husband, Simon Garland, tried to comfort me, his face heavy with sorrow. "Dear, you have to stay strong," he pleaded.
"Cecilia is watching over us from heaven. She wouldn’t want to see you like this."
"My beloved Cecilia is already gone. If something happens to you too, how will I go on?"
His words gave me the strength to move again, so I decided to visit the island, the one I had bought as a grand surprise for my daughter’s birthday celebration.
I had put my heart into that island, arranging everything for her. A beautiful mansion, a playground, and even a towering Capybara statue.
She adored them. I had even arranged for real Capybaras to live there, all in anticipation of her joy.