HE LOST EVERYTHING — BUT HE REFUSED TO LET GO OF HER

The heavy scent of smoke mixed with fresh rain filled the air. Ash blanketed the snow-covered ground like a ghostly shroud. Whispers floated around, firefighters hurried in the background, but he was lost in his own world.

There he stood—holding a tiny, trembling kitten close to his chest. His rough hands shook, shielding the fragile life from the biting cold, his sweater stained with soot and falling snowflakes.

I swallowed hard and stepped closer. “Sir… are you okay?”

He didn’t meet my eyes. Instead, he hugged her tighter, as if she was his only anchor.

“They’re all gone,” he murmured, voice breaking. “The house. The memories. Everything.”

Then, his gaze softened as he looked down at the little kitten, gently stroking her wet fur. His lips quivered—not from the cold.

“She’s the only thing I have left.”

And in that heartbreaking moment, my soul shattered. 💔

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