22 August 2026

Today, around 11 a.m., Clara returned home after a four-month business trip. She didn’t call ahead to let her husband or son know she was coming.

Then she saw the dried blood on his sleeve.

Clara’s breath caught.

“Daniel?”

“I’m okay,” he said immediately, though his voice cracked. “Mom, please don’t panic.”

Don’t panic.

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