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Erica:

As my kids burst through the door, their laughter filling the room, my heart swelled with love. I embraced them tightly, showering them with kisses. But as I pulled back, my eyes fell on the bruises marrying Elsa's arm, and a wave of concern washed over me.

"Sweetheart, what happened to your arm?" I asked, my voice laced with worry.

"Where is your nanny?"

Elsa hesitated, exchanging nervous glances with her siblings, before Elma spoke up, her voice trembling slightly. "Mummy, we have to tell you something," she began, her eyes brimming with tears.

My heart skipped a beat as I listened to Elma's words, my stomach churning with fear. "What is it, sweetheart? You can tell me anything," I urged, my voice gentle but firm.

Elma took a deep breath, her words tumbling out in a rush. "

"Elsa almost got run over by a big black car today, mummy.”

My eyes widened in shock as I listened to Elma, my heart pounding in her chest.

"Oh my goodness," I whispered, my voice barely above a whisper. "