𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸ᝰ.ᐟ

The little girl, with her innocence and warm smile, entered the house with shy steps, like a flower planted in a dry desert. Her bright eyes watched every corner, searching for the security she had long lacked.

Opposite him stood her uncle; a man with stern features, a cold gaze, and a deep voice, as if he had emerged from the depths of a mountain. He knew no language for tenderness, and nervousness was a constant part of his presence, but his solid masculinity commanded respect before fear.

Every time she approached him with a childish smile, he turned his face away coldly, as if she were a disturbing point of light penetrating his darkness. But she didn't stop; instead, she became more determined to get closer, hoping to melt the ice of that mysterious heart.