She picked up the small bundle from the sludge near the slums neighbouring the high rise. As soon as she held the bundle, the little thing inside it stopped crying. She looked at the person standing next to her with pleading eyes, but he showed no emotions. Slowly, he started to walk away from her.

With tears in her eyes, she understood that she had lost him forever but she couldn’t abandon the little thing for ‘him’ like she was doing it a while ago. She wanted to keep the ‘unwanted’.

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