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\u201cSophia!\u201d My voice trembled, cracking under the weight of my horror.<\/span><\/p>\n

My daughter flinched violently. She pressed herself harder against the wall, covering her head with her arms. She didn\u2019t recognize my voice. She only recognized the threat of an adult.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSophia\u2026 it\u2019s Mama.\u201d I moved slowly, dropping to my knees. I approached her like one would a wounded, cornered animal. \u201cIt\u2019s okay. You\u2019re safe.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

When I reached out to touch her, she winced, bracing for a blow. That small, instinctive reaction shattered whatever remained of my composure. My daughter was afraid of my touch.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSophia, look at me. It\u2019s Mama.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Slowly, she lowered her arms. Her one good eye tried to focus. Recognition sparked through the fog of trauma.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMama?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYes, baby. It\u2019s Mama. I\u2019m here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Her face crumpled. \u201cMama!\u201d The wail that tore from her throat was pure agony. I gathered her into my arms. She was so light. Too light. She clung to my neck, burying her face in my shoulder, sobbing my name over and over as if it were a prayer.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThere\u2019s another one here,\u201d an officer called out from the adjacent room.<\/span><\/p>\n

Detective Sarah Chen<\/span><\/strong>\u00a0emerged, supporting a woman who could barely walk.\u00a0<\/span>Amy<\/span><\/strong>.<\/span><\/p>\n

My sister was a mirror of my daughter\u2019s pain. Her face was swollen, her lip cut, her left arm cradled against her chest in a makeshift sling. Blood had seeped through her sleeve. She looked at me, her eyes swimming with tears and guilt.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cSophia!\u201d My voice trembled, cracking under the weight of my horror. My daughter flinched violently. She pressed herself harder against the wall, covering her head with her arms. She didn\u2019t recognize my voice. She only recognized the threat of an adult. \u201cSophia\u2026 it\u2019s Mama.\u201d I moved slowly, dropping to my knees. I approached her like…<\/p>\n

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