I laid a clean cloth on the bed, gently placed the baby on it, and opened the diaper.

At that moment, my daughter frowned, froze, and softly asked, pointing at her cousin:

— Mom… what’s that?

I looked where she was pointing — and felt my blood run cold  Continued in the first comment 

On the baby’s tummy and legs were bluish-purple marks. It looked as if someone had squeezed or hit her.