"Dr. Norman... my life is so miserable. If I had known it would come to this, I'd rather have died than gotten married. What do I do now? If it were just me, I'd leave everything behind and disappear. But my daughter is only eight years old-she's still so little," the woman sobbed.

Karina hesitated for a moment. "You do need to consider her..."

Suddenly, she thought of Wilfred. Among her own connections, she didn't know anyone in the legal field. But Wilfred might.

Still, since she hadn't asked him yet, she couldn't promise anything. For now, she focused on calming both the mother and the child.

The little girl was surprisingly mature for her age. At just eight years old and barely into elementary school, she didn't fully understand the situation or what had been done to her.

In her own innocent words, she said, "Daddy just played a little game with me. He said if I didn't cry, I'd get a reward."

Even so, she understood that her mother was upset because of her.

"Mommy, don't cry. It doesn't hurt at all," she said softly, patting her mother's hand in comfort.

woman stared at her daughter in

her heart. Such a kind, understanding little girl, and yet she had been subjected to such

embracing in her office before silently closing the door and walking briskly toward Wilfred's office, her anger simmering so intensely it

about to knock again when Wilfred's voice came from behind her. "Looking for

to see him

emergency surgery," he explained,

always physically and mentally taxing, even for

need your help

out and pushed the door open.

she was inside, he followed, closing the door behind

that made me think of you. Do you know anyone

an eyebrow, signaling for

explained the situation in detail, recounting what had happened to the

silent throughout, listening intently. But the longer she spoke, the tighter his brow furrowed, and the

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