The woman faltered, her anger deflating into an awkward silence. She looked at her daughter, who was now more interested in petting Rocky’s head than in her own discomfort. The realization of her mistake was clear on her face, her eyes softening as she watched Rocky’s gentle interaction with her child.

“I… I see,” she stammered, shifting her weight uncomfortably. “I’m really sorry. I jumped to conclusions. I was just so scared when I saw her crying.” Her voice was now soft, a stark contrast to the earlier fiery accusations.