Unclaimed Great-Granddaughter Boasted Connections, But My Connections Are Gone

After my most beloved little granddaughter eloped with a lowlife and died along with her baby, I spent my days drowning in tears. In my grief, I threw that mongrel child into the orphanage too. Yet the little girl bore me no resentment. Instead, she wrote to me every single day to send her regards. On every holiday she would give me a gift she had made for me with her own hands. Everyone said my great-granddaughter was obedient and thoughtful, that the one at fault was her lowlife father, not her.