Annemarie stopped, eyes narrowing. The child sat against the brick wall, wary but unbroken. Not weak—just waiting. She crouched, meeting their gaze. "You don’t belong here," she said, voice cool, measured. "Not because you can’t survive—but because you deserve more." A pause. The wind howled. The child watched, silent. Annemarie allowed herself a small, knowing smile. "Come with me. Build something bigger than survival."
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