I noticed strange bluish marks on my father-in-law’s back, but he just brushed it off, insisting he had simply fallen by accident; yet soon I discovered the truth, which turned out to be far more terrifying 😱😨 One morning, my five-year-old son ran up to me, pale, his eyes wide with fear. — Mom… what’s that on Grandpa’s back? — What do you mean? — I saw… his back is blue. No, even black… Is he sick? Why does it look like that? I tried to calm him — children often exaggerate. But the anxiety stayed inside me. After all, a child wouldn’t make up something like that for no reason. After lunch I decided to check. I knocked on my father-in-law’s door and gently opened it. He was standing in front of the mirror, shirtless, hunched over, examining his back….CONTINUE READING IN BELOW
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