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.

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

at him for a second, then just

left Jeremy feeling weirdly deflated, like someone had just knocked the wind out of

point of explaining to a kid? She’s not going to get it anyway

eagerly wriggled into her arms, wagging

had been met with a growl when he tried to

situation. He just crossed his

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

caring about their little interaction, when a sharp voice cut through

with her soft, fair face, her big, sparkling eyes locked

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wanna pet the

“Bucky had puppies, and he’s a little scared of

seen more purebred dogs

care.

move. Before he knew it, his body had already crouched down

on the dog’s head and scratched it gently. Honestly, it didn’t feel like much–nothing compared to the soft. fluffy fur of a

of his eye, he saw Yvonne holding the dog, and when he noticed the faint red in her eyes, he absentmindedly asked, “What’s

he didn’t care. “If you don’t wanna talk about

like she was about to break down. Thinking about what

whispered, her voice cracking as she choked out the

could see was the top of her messy head, making her look even more lost and lonely.

broken voice made his chest

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

a long pause, he finally spit out, “Average.”

eyes still full of confusion. “Are

a cold look and nodded stiffly, “Yeah, I’m complimenting

the rule of “you scratch my back, I scratch yours, threw the same words right back at him. “Thanks!

understood what it felt like to put your foot in

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