Child abuse

Previously

…Sarah took a deep breath, the air feeling thick and heavy in her lungs. She closed her eyes for a moment, picturing Lily’s small, expressive face. Then, with a decisive tap, she pressed the call button. The phone rang, each ring a tiny hammer blow against the silence of her house, a sound that felt both terrifying and strangely liberating. She held the phone to her ear, her heart pounding a frantic rhythm against her ribs, waiting for a voice on the other end of the line to answer. The unease had finally given way to a quiet, determined resolve. She was no longer just an observer. She was taking a step, a small, hesitant step, towards helping.