A Mother’s Stand: How I Protected My Daughter and Set New Family Boundaries
The morning began like any other. I kissed my eight-year-old daughter, Lucía, on the forehead and reminded her to be kind and brave before leaving her with her grandmother, Carmen. Her long dark hair had always been her comfort, something she cared for with quiet devotion, as if each careful brushstroke brought order to a…
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