She sits so still, like she is afraid this moment could disappear if she moves.
Annie’s green eyes stay wide, watching everything, protecting everything.
For so long, she had nothing but the street and her own broken hope.
The tiny kitten pressed against her did not come from her body, but came from her heart.
Annie chose to stay, chose to love, chose to guard a life that needed her.
Every lick, every glance, feels like a promise she never had before.
Once she chased a car because she had nothing left to lose.
Now she holds a baby close, warm and safe, like she has finally found where she belongs.
