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."

It wasn't the little girl's fault.

of the problem. How could she know her own identity? And as parents, it's their duty to care for their child, no matter

her, seemed too cruel. So, Nina crafted a gentle lie, hoping to ease her

killed my dad and that I'd ruin her 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 a passport

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

from another country, finding her parents would be

to Nash. "Should we

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