The child, like a little kitten, lay obediently on her chest, his small hands pressed firmly against her. Nina initially wanted to move his hand away, but then she heard him speak softly, "Your heartbeat makes me feel so safe..." He even hugged Nina tighter.

In her five years as a war journalist, Nina had encountered many children, but there was something inexplicable about this one. His soft voice tugged at her heart.

She carried the child outside and managed to quickly get into a Birkhamese military vehicle amidst the swirling dust and sand.

"Can you please take us to the embassy?" she asked.

"Sure," the driver replied.

The soldier driving the car noticed the press badge hanging around Nina's neck and the child in her arms. The drive to the embassy took over forty minutes. Once they arrived, Nina carried the child inside and found the designated officer, intending to hand the child over. But the child clung tightly to her hand.

This is one of our country's people. He can help us get home and help you find your

had already met with misfortune. All Nina could do

the child shrank behind Nina, refusing to let go of her hand or speak

a few days, and during this

"I can keep

the child, Nina took him back to her

uniform stood before a screen. Behind

reported, "Sir, I have followed your instructions

the screen. "Yes, sir,"

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