I searched for her, but she was already gone.

Thankfully, I gave my son an EpiPen,

and he began to recover after a few hours.

I told my husband I never want to see his daughter again.

He insists she’s just a teenager who didn’t understand the seriousness of her actions.

He says he’s spoken to her and wants me to forgive her, but I can’t bring myself to do it.

At 2 a.m., I woke up and noticed my husband wasn’t in bed.

Then I heard a scream.

It was him screaming from our 7-year-old son’s room.

I ran there and froze when I found my child on the floor, covered in chocolate..

He looked sick and very pale.

Beside him was a large chocolate cake with peanuts.

He’s severely allergic to peanuts, and we’re always careful to keep them out of the house.