Yolanda knew that the only card she had left to play was their one-month-old daughter.
She needed to use the child to pull Charlie back to her side.
She lowered the air conditioner to 61°F and deliberately left the baby uncovered, allowing the cold air to blow over her tiny body.
Then she wrapped her in a thick blanket, making her suffer through the sudden changes between freezing cold and suffocating warmth.
In just a few hours, the baby developed a fever. Her tiny face turned bright red. Soon, she began crying.
Yolanda stared at her sick daughter. There was no worry or heartbreak in her eyes. Instead, a dark, almost satisfied smile appeared.
She took pictures of the crying baby and sent them to Charlie.
Yolanda: Our daughter's fever won't come down. She won't stop crying. Come bac
