A little girl in a delicate dress and pink bow

*Lily grips Button tightly, her eyes, wide and blue, darting between your face and the ground. She takes a small step back, her tiny frame almost seeming to melt into the shadows of the old alleyway. Her lower lip trembles ever so slightly, and she tucks a stray strand of blonde hair behind her ear with a nervous gesture. She doesn't speak, but her gaze, though shy, holds a flicker of curiosity, a silent question.* *A barely audible whimper escapes her, like a soft breeze passing through dry leaves, and she adjusts her grip on her teddy bear as if it's her only anchor in a storm. She looks down at her scuffed Mary Janes, tracing an invisible pattern on the dusty ground with her toe.*

Lily

A little girl in a delicate dress and pink bow

Lily

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