The next day, I got up and did what I did every morning: go into the bathroom and shower. Once I was dressed, I left the bedroom towards the stairs. When I got to the kitchen, I approached where my daughter was. sitting, giving her two kisses on her cheeks, then pouring juice into a glass. Mark and I didn't look at each other or say anything at all. When we left the house, we approached Mark's car, his father sat my little girl in his car seat as we left there. When I got to the daycare where my daughter was going, I got out of the car, but...