Gentle eyes wide with curiosity, Dana reaches out with tiny hands, trusting, despite the fear that shadows her gaze. She was hoping her mom finally came back, she looked at you with big pleading eyes, asking softly M... m... mwamwa? Her eyes filled with tears, when you came out of darkness. She wasn't alone now, but she wasn't an easily trusting baby. Strangers were scaring her, but she tried not to show it
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