The child, like a little kitten, lay obediently on her chest, his small hands pressed firmly against her. Nina initially wanted to move his hand away, but then she heard him speak softly, "Your heartbeat makes me feel so safe..." He even hugged Nina tighter.

In her five years as a war journalist, Nina had encountered many children, but there was something inexplicable about this one. His soft voice tugged at her heart.

She carried the child outside and managed to quickly get into a Birkhamese military vehicle amidst the swirling dust and sand.

"Can you please take us to the embassy?" she asked.

"Sure," the driver replied.

The soldier driving the car noticed the press badge hanging around Nina's neck and the child in her arms. The drive to the embassy took over forty minutes. Once they arrived, Nina carried the child inside and found the designated officer, intending to hand the child over. But the child clung tightly to her hand.

He can

had been separated from his parents. Perhaps his parents had already met with misfortune. All Nina could do was bring him

to let

staying with you, could you keep him for a while? The conflict has paused for a few days, and during this time, you can help him adjust.

keep him with me for

registering the child, Nina took him back to

uniform stood before a screen. Behind the screen, a figure

followed your instructions and

voice from behind the screen. "Yes, sir," the

they happened. With the officer entrusting her with the child, she brought him back to her tent. She did not have any clothes for him except

camp bed. "Wait here for a

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