Tragic Consequences of Desperation

I wanted to be happy with my baby and Ramazan, but I failed. Ramazan preferred not to believe me, and in a state of psychological distress, I killed my baby. I feared that if I left the baby anywhere, I would be found out. After returning home from the hospital, my father knew about my situation. When I expressed thoughts of harming the baby, we had little time. There was a heated argument, and in a moment of panic, I strangled the crying baby. My parents planned to bury the baby secretly. When I asked where, they said the old house we used to visit. I thought no one would suspect. I hope my baby forgives me for this tragedy.