I had just given birth to my son, still weak and trying to recover from the exhaustion of childbirth. My body felt drained, and my mind was still in a haze. I longed for a moment of peace, but before I could find it, I heard my six-year-old daughter's urgent voice: "Mom, hide.
I looked at her, still not fully understanding what was going on. Her wide eyes were filled with fear, and in that moment, I knew something wasn’t right. Without thinking, I grabbed her and quickly dragged her under the bed, trying to stay as quiet as possible.
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