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Chapter 2: Am I a trash or not? ()
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... k through the park when I noticed an injured dog whimpering under the shade of a tree.
Its cries were loud—desperate. Yet, not a single person around seemed to care.
People walked past, casting brief glances before moving on, as if the suffering creature was nothing more than an inconvenience in their daily routine.
Pathetic.
I had always had a soft spot for dogs. Seeing it in that state, abandoned and in pain, made something twist in my chest.
Without hes ...
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