Chapter 2

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Yvonne lay in bed, sulking, barely touching her dinner. By morning, hunger was what finally dragged her out of bed.

4.30 AM, and while the other kids her age were still deep in dreamland, Yvonne, clutching her growling stomach. struggled to sit up.

Hunger hit her like a wave, and she felt dizzy as she tried to get up. The world around her seemed to blur, like everything was covered in a fog.

She stumbled her way to the kitchen, leaning on the walls for support. The cook, seeing her struggle, handed her a boiled egg with a sympathetic sunile.

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Yvonne sat down on the doorstep, carefully cradling the egg, taking slow, cautious bites of her simple breakfast.

When the egg settled in her stomach, the emptiness finally started to fade, and she stood up, ready to head back to her

Toom

But as she passed the backyard, she noticed a strange boy swinging a stick at the big yellow dog, Bucky, who was tied to a

Tree

Yvonne’s face instantly turned pale. Without thinking, she rushed over, her voice filled with panic. “Hey! Don’t hit Bucky!

Jeremy Adler, hearing the shout, turned around, confused. He saw Yvonne protecting the dog, looking at him like he was the bad guy, her face full of fear.

“I’m hitting it?” Jeremy’s voice was rough, still cracking from his voice change, but an irritated smile tugged at his lips.

“That dog started it! It’s been barking at me non–stop.” He let out a half–laugh, clearly amused by her sudden accusation.

Yvonne didn’t respond, just pressed her lips together tightly and stared at the stick in his hand, clearly not buying his explanation.

with a scoff. “I wasn’t hitting it, okay? I was just trying to scare it.

a second,

Jeremy feeling weirdly deflated, like someone had just knocked the

to a kid? She’s not going to get it

her arms, wagging

180 from how he’d acted toward Jeremy, who had been met with a growl when he tried

He just crossed his

ear, muttering something softly to him. The dog, now calm, tilted his head as if he actually understood

walk away, not caring about their little interaction, when a sharp

turned around and saw Yvonne looking up at him with her soft, fair face, her big, sparkling eyes locked on his,

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“You wanna pet

caught off guard. He didn’t respond right away, and then she went on, “Bucky had puppies, and he’s a little scared of you. You still wanna pet him? I can hold

more purebred dogs than he could count, so he

care.

it, his body had already crouched down next to

gently. Honestly, it didn’t feel like much–nothing compared to the soft. fluffy

the dog, and when he noticed the faint red in her eyes, he

and he shrugged, pretending he didn’t care. “If you don’t wanna talk about it, whatever,

was about to break down. Thinking about what

her voice cracking as she choked out the

he could see was the top of

soft, broken voice made his chest

could no one want you? You’re… well…” He almost said “pretty,” but the words stuck in his throat. Jeremy wasn’t exactly the best at giving compliments, and that word just didn’t

pause, he finally spit out, “Average.”

her tears away, her eyes still full of confusion.

a cold look and nodded

she, following the rule of “you scratch my back, I scratch yours, threw

finally understood what

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