Determined to locate her, I began tracing the possible clinics she might have been taken to. I approached one of the women who had assisted her—a vendor who worked close to where she usually stayed.
I spoke carefully, hiding my true connection to the situation. All I wanted was to ensure both she and the child were safe.
Deep down, I carried a quiet responsibility—one I wasn’t ready to reveal to the world.
My goal was simple: to protect the child’s future and, if possible, offer help in a way that wouldn’t expose the truth or bring unwanted attention.
As I continued my search, questions filled my mind. Would I find them? Would they be safe? And most importantly—what role would I play in what comes next?
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