
I Thought the Toy Trash Was Bad—Until I Discovered What My Fiancé Really Thought of My Daughter
I came home to find my seven-year-old daughter, Ember, curled up on the floor, sobbing. Her room was bare—every toy, every stuffed animal, every trace of her childhood joy had …
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