My cousin saved my life by warning me of the bomb that was about to fall. Now we must flee, but we have nowhere to go.

This week, as I stood on my mattress, ready to collapse with exhaustion, my phone suddenly rang. It was my cousin Raneen, her voice urgent and trembling: “Dalia, have you and your family evacuated? They’re about to bomb the tower beside you — and the one across from you. Hurry!” I immediately started hearing neighbors screaming and people running through the streets in panic. Even now…

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