After My Daughter Died, I Never Forgave My Ex-husband

While my daughter lay seriously ill in the hospital, clinging to life by a thread, a miracle seemed to unfold—a kind-hearted soul had finally come forward to donate the organs she desperately needed. My heart, heavy with worry and fear, was filled with a sliver of hope. I decided to go to the hospital personally to thank the donor, or at least express my gratitude to their family.

Just as I was about to leave, my phone rang. It was the hospital. The voice on the other end was strained, almost frantic.