Daughter's Death The Real Murderer is My Husband and His Mistress

On Valentine's Day, my husband, in order to have a worry-free date with his mistress, gave our six-year-old child sleeping pills and locked her in the room.

A fire ended the child's life.

The tender cries for help were swallowed by the flames.

Returning from a business trip, I rushed into the blaze without hesitation.

But both my child and I perished in the fire.

After our deaths, my husband took the huge insurance payout and lived happily with his mistress.

The tragic deaths of my daughter and I didn't even warrant a funeral.