No More Secrets: A Family’s Escape, Healing, and Reclaimed Life
The air in the hospital room was heavy with antiseptic and the damp, lingering warmth of a life just beginning. I sat propped against the pillows, my body weighed down by the dull pull of stitches and the exhaustion of labor, yet my attention was fixed entirely on the edge of the bed. Lina—my four-year-old—sat…