The noise in the shelter seemed to fade, as if the world held its breath. Those watching from a safe distance couldn’t believe what they were seeing. Ranger, the dog everyone had given up on, had paused. His growl softened, turning into a confused whine. His eyes flickered with a mix of curiosity and something else — something that had been buried under layers of fear and aggression. Was it hope?
Lily remained calm, her presence almost ethereal in its tranquility. She understood fear; she understood being judged by appearances. Her wheelchair, her constant companion, often elicited stares and whispers, yet she’d learned to see beyond that. She believed there was more to Ranger, too.
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