“Come with me,” the woman urged, wrapping a warm arm around Sophia’s shivering shoulders. “You shouldn’t be out here alone.”

Too tired to resist, Sophia let herself be led away from the park, away from the cold and the fear. She was taken to a small but cozy apartment, where the woman offered her dry clothes and a hot meal. It was the first time in days that Sophia felt safe, and she was overwhelmed with gratitude.

“Thank you,” she whispered, tears of relief mingling with her exhaustion.

“No need to thank me. You’re safe here,” the woman assured her, offering a reassuring smile. “My name is Grace.”