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In the corner of an alley, beneath a box barely big enough to hide her, a tiny kitten cried out—her meows soft, hoarse, and full of hope. No mother in sight. No warmth but the concrete. She was just skin and fur, with eyes too big for her face and a heart still beating for a chance.
Then, a gentle voice called out. A pair of hands reached in, slow and kind. The kitten froze at first—then leaned into the touch, as if she’d been waiting her whole life for it.
Wrapped in a soft towel and carried home, she purred for the first time—quiet, broken, but there. A little fighter, finally safe.
She may have been abandoned… but she’ll never be alone again.
