Unaccounted variables were always a pain in the ass, even though it’d never hindered her mission.Elena swallowed hard, her body stiffening as she maintained her fighting stance, every nerve on high alert. She hated staring contests—especially when she was caught off guard—but what stood before her made her cautious, not defensive.She took in the small details—the disheveled hair, the pale pink pattern of her pajamas dotted with tiny stars, the soft scuffing sound of bare feet on the polished floor. There was something unsettling about the child’s calmness, as she stared back, her deep brown eyes unblinking, and her small figure framed in the dim light from the corridor.Dark, curly hair spilled over her shoulders, tangled and mussed from sleep. Her pink pajamas hung loosely on her frame, one sleeve twisted, and a teddy bear with one missing eye dangled from her small hand, its worn fur telling of years of love and neglect.Elena’s face burned as the assertive look drifted upward, he
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