“THAT WASN’T FROM A DOOR HANDLE.”

I stayed there on my knees, keeping my voice gentle.
“You did the right thing telling me,” I said.
She still couldn’t look at me.
“How long has it been hurting?”
“Since yesterday.”
“Did you tell Mom it still hurts?”
She nodded faintly.
“What did she say?”
Sophie swallowed. “She said I was overreacting.”
Those words hit harder than anything else.
“Can you show me your back?” I asked softly.
She hesitated… then slowly turned around and lifted her shirt.
And suddenly, my vision blurred at the edges…
WHAT I SAW NEXT SHATTERED ME COMPLETELY 💔
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