My Dad Chose His Mistress's Kid Over Me and My Dying Mom

After the big earthquake, Mommy fell asleep.

I curled up in Mommy's slowly cooling arms, hiding under a huge slab of concrete, sucking on her finger and drinking the red syrup.

Daddy's voice came out of the little black square.

""Get Chloe out first! Jane can hold on—make her wait a little longer. She won't die.""

It really was Daddy!

Mommy had told me Daddy would come save us soon.

But why was Daddy making Mommy wait?

I glanced at Mommy, who was sleeping, and whispered to Daddy.

""Daddy, Mommy's asleep. She gave me lots of red syrup to drink.""