Chapter 27
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Wanda stepped into the slightly grimy holding room.
Metal barriers lay scattered across the floor, and through the bars, she saw a group of frightened, timid children huddled together.
Some were dressed in pajamas, others in ragged clothing.
Their fearful expressions and wide eyes reminded Wanda, Pietro, and Sergei of their own past. Just three years ago, they had been in a similar state—trapped in despair, numbness, and anxiety, never knowing if death would come at any moment.
Wanda's heart ached with pity and regret, almost overwhelming her.
Ignoring the filth, she leaned against the partition and looked down at the small, upturned faces. Gently, she spoke, "Hey, little ones, how are you?"
A little girl, drawn by Wanda's soft tone and kind face, gathered the courage to ask, "Are you here to save us, sister?"
Wanda smiled warmly. "Yes, I'm here to save you. Can you all hide in the corner for me?"
The children, obedient and trusting, held hands and shuffled back together, huddling in the corner, clinging to each other. The sight was heartwarming, almost too adorable for Wanda to bear.