Kaia realized that gaining the little girl's trust was crucial. Every second that passed was an opportunity for someone to notice them, which could draw unwanted attention. She softened her voice even more, trying to coax the girl out.
“What’s your name, sweetie? I am Kaia,” Kaia asked gently.
The little girl remained silent, her big, fearful eyes locked onto Kaia’s, but she didn't answer. Kaia could see the terror etched on the child’s face, and it broke her heart. She knew she needed to get through to her quickly.
“It’s okay, I’m here to help you,” Kaia continued, her tone tender and reassuring. “Where is your mommy?”
At the mention of her mother, the girl’s lips trembled, and she started to sniffle again, her small body shaking with fear. Kaia kept her voice calm and steady, talking
