Chapter 1

Julian was a famous "doting dad" on Instagram. To document our daughter's growth, he set up a shared family iCloud album.

"Babe, upload your photos directly here. Whether I'm working late or on a business trip, I want to see our little princess as soon as possible."

I believed him. Every day, I diligently uploaded photos, basking in the happiness of his likes and comments.

Until one day, my phone memory ran out. I logged onto my laptop to clean up the iCloud space and accidentally clicked on a hidden, locked folder.

A system prompt popped up: "Do you want to merge 'My Only Love' album data?"

I clicked confirm. Instantly, thousands of photos flooded my screen.

In the photos, Julian was holding another woman, with a boy who looked slightly older than my daughter standing next to them.

Under every single picture, Julian had left a journal-like caption:

"May 20, 2025. Spending Valentine's with my real love. Had to find time to appease the maid at home. Exhausting."

"Oct 1, 2025. My son's drawing is amazing! Way better than that useless brat at home who does nothing but cry."

It turned out his fatherly love was a mountain indeed. But it was crushing me and my daughter to death.