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Quiet Connection
The house was silent, except for the soft hum coming from the shoebox. Brianna sat nearby, laptop open but forgotten. The creature no longer trembled—it seemed calm. A chirping sound escaped its tiny mouth, almost like a purr. Her heart melted. Could it sense her kindness? An unexpected sense of responsibility washed over her. Tomorrow, she needed answers—and possibly some help.
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