There was no way Nina could let the little girl go off on her own. Such a young child, if she were to encounter danger or be taken by traffickers, her fate could be tragic.

She gently picked the girl up again, wiping the tears from her small face. "Tell me, sweetheart, what's really going on at home? Why did you say you don't have a mom and dad?"

The little girl's voice trembled as she spoke, "My dad's gone. Everyone says he's never coming back. Then my mom left me, too. I don't know where she went. No one takes care of me anymore. I almost starved to death at home." With every word, Nina's heart sank deeper.

By the end, she understood. The girl's father had passed away, and her mother, seeing her as a burden, had abandoned her. The child couldn't recall her address or phone number, and she didn't even know her own name.

"They just called me 'Little One.' My parents never used my real name," she said, her eyes red and swollen from crying. "Am I stupid? Maybe if I were smarter, my mom wouldn't have left me."

not it," Nina said softly, unsure how to comfort her. It wasn't the little girl's fault. It was her parents who had failed

only called her by a nickname, never her real name, was part of the problem. How could she know her own identity? And as parents, it's their duty

young child the harsh truth that her mother didn't love her, seemed too cruel. So, Nina crafted a gentle lie, hoping to ease her pain. "Maybe your mom just had something important to take care of. I'm sure she'll

life too. I tried to find her, but when I went to the airport, the lady there said was too young to fly. And I don't even have

her. "Are you from another country?" he asked, noticing she didn't quite look like

another country, finding her parents would

Nash. "Should we take her to

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