2 A Game

I had to write letters on behalf of her father, get gifts as her father, all lies only to make her feel love. I knew I was wrong but I can't do anything. I can't let Stephen take away my daughter. But one day Stephen saw me with my daughter and his fatherly instincts kicked in and straightaway filed a case for the custody of my daughter. (Stephen knew about my child but he didn't want any responsibility.)

At the age of five my daughter stepped her foot in the court. She saw her parents fighting with each other. She felt the disgusting look people gave for being a child of a single mother. She felt judged by others. She was heartbroken when she saw her mother cursing her kind father. Even in school, students bothered her with the fact that no one had seen her father. No amount of my efforts could make up for the fatherly love my daughter craved for. Wondering why I am writing and telling you about all this? Well, it's because you are married to him now and it's your fault that today people call me mad. Yes. MAD! 

Because Stephen's economic condition was better than, he spared no efforts to lure my daughter. (To him winning my daughter's heart and custody was a game. A way to show his superiority and get a license to mock me.) Being the innocent soul she is, she asked him if he was the one who sent her letters, gifts and other surprise gifts. Things went against me, when Stephen shamelessly took credit for everything and showered my daughter with more such materialistic things. And when my five year old was asked to choose between her father and her mother, she chose her father. The person who didn't bother to have a look at his daughter has successfully snatched my daughter from me. 🙂

My daughter for whom I dedicated my life, I never remarried, I never let her cry for anything, fulfilled all her demands, treated her like a princess and doted on her as if love has no limits. What do you know about giving birth to a baby all alone? What do you know about raising a child? A life is at stake if a mother fails to give her child the right direction. I agree that the role of a father is equally important but being a single mother I had to give her the love of a father as well. I have no regrets of loving her. I will never have. You don't know the extent of my love for my daughter. As long as she is happy I am ready to give up everything including my life. 

Stephen took away my child. I have no regrets. For I can meet her twice a week. For the past 3 years my daughter was treated well. She seemed even more happy about having a father. But things changed this year. Stephen's business incurred a huge loss. You must know in business loss and profit are both inevitable. And Stephen has mediocre skills in business and managing finances. (He is not open to ideas and won't adapt to change.) Well, (don't be surprised  with why I know such details!) because I hired a private detective to keep an eye on Stephen. I can't risk my daughter's safety. Just as I felt assured that my daughter will be even more happy with him, I stopped checking on Stephen and decided to focus on my work. I have to earn money and move ahead in my life. 

It was 3 days before her ninth birthday when I was on a call with my daughter and she spoke about her new mom. She told me how this 'new mom' of hers made her do the household chores, didn't let her study, scolded her and hit her at the smallest mistakes. My heart bled for my child. I went to look out for Stephen. How dare he get a new woman and ignore my child? But then I realised that Stephen's marriage was a monetary alliance. The woman he married belonged to a rich family and was charmed by his looks. In exchange for business-aid, Stephen married her.😑 (What an unreliable man!) Well, let me enlighten you with the fact that you are not his only wife. As I said, once a cheater forever a cheater. Stephen and I got engaged in a fight which was pretty violent but I didn't give up and eventually he used his master card, threatening me with the life of my daughter. I had to back off. (but who knew that in the shitty brain of his, an idea had come) Stephen was bored by looking after my daughter and wanted a thrill in life. He won't give me my daughter's custody because that will be considered as a failed parent. This is something his ego won't allow and thus he did the most gruesome thing a father could do. (No. In my viewpoint he isn't qualified to be called a father.)

It was my daughter's ninth birthday. Stephen took her out to an amusement park. When she went for a ride with an excuse he left her there. ALL ALONE in the gigantic park. She didn't realise that her father wasn't around for quite some time. It was soon going to be dark. I couldn't contact her that day to wish her birthday. My heart felt restless. I went to look up for Stephen. He mocked at me. He seemed drunk. We got into a fight. (Strange, how easily we get into a fight!) But in the past 10 years I got myself trained pretty well to not lose out to him in physical fights. And when our verbal fight got physical, Stephen lost to me and as I twisted his hands and his feet after punching him gravely in his stomach and giving a swift kick below the belt with my knees and after making sure that he got a sexual dysfunction (of which he was proud) I sat on his back pulled his hair backwards which made his pain unbearable.

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