My daughter did everything she was meant to – then police failed her

I worshipped the ground Bethany walked on (Picture: Simon Ashton)

Whenever I had a bad day, I dreaded trudging home, up a hill, in the dark. 

Then I’d remember my daughter, Bethany, was waiting for me and I’d think ‘everything’s not so bad’. I couldn’t wait to see her beaming smile and hear her laugh. 

She had this lovely way about her. I worshipped the ground she walked on. She was my world.  

There are barely words to describe the unimaginable grief I live with now.