By the time I arrived, the rescue team had just brought down the shark with a tranquilizer dart.A vast stretch of the ocean had turned red.I dove into the water without hesitation and cradled my daughter, Violet Fuller, in my arms. The shark had mauled her badly. The sight of her left my eyes filled with tears.Tears streamed down my face.I had only stepped away to buy some water. I had been gone for less than an hour.How had my healthy, cheerful little girl ended up like this?When Violet saw me, her unfocused eyes briefly cleared, as though my presence had pulled her back from the brink.She parted her lips and murmured weakly, using what little strength she had left.I leaned closer and heard her say, “Daddy, it hurts. It hurts so much… Daddy, my hand’s gone, isn’t it? Why doesn’t Mommy love me anymore?”My entire body began trembling. As Violet’s eyes drifted shut, I called out to her over and over again.“Violet, no! Violet, stay with me! Look at me, please. Please,
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