I called his father and asked, “What happened?”
He barely had a response. I held back my tears and headed straight to the hospital. After the x-rays, the words hit me like a punch: they suspected child abuse. My baby had brain bleeding. It wasn’t an accident.
I confronted his father immediately. “How could this happen?”
All he said was, “He was choking on milk.” Again. And again.
I was livid. Numb from shock—but burning with rage.
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