“DAD… MY BACK HU.RTS SO BAD I CAN’T SLEEP. MOM TOLD ME NOT TO TELL YOU.”

pain, afraid of her own mother, begging me not to make things worse just by knowing the truth.

And in that moment, I knew this was only the beginning.

Because when a child says something like that… nothing stays hidden for long.

I stayed on my knees.

I kept my voice soft.

“You did the right thing telling me,” I said.

She still wouldn’t look at me.

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