One of the girls nodded, trembling. “We knocked on people’s doors… but no one let us in.” Her voice cracked. “Can we please just stay somewhere warm tonight?”

Daniel’s heart clenched. He didn’t have much — just a two-bedroom apartment with secondhand furniture and bills stacked on the counter. But he also knew what it felt like to be turned away.

He sighed, pulled off his jacket, and draped it over their shoulders. “Come on,” he said quietly. “You can stay with us. Just for tonight.”