Mill had known only darkness and pain. Her eyes, once bright and full of life, had been taken from her, leaving her to navigate the world in shadows. She had been used, exploited, forced to bear litter after litter, her puppies taken from her and sold off, while she remained chained in a cold, filthy cage.
Mill had long stopped hoping for kindness. Her world was a cycle of loneliness, hunger, and heartbreak. She could no longer see the faces of her babies or feel their warmth for more than a fleeting moment before they were taken. Every day felt like a battle she wasn’t sure she could keep fighting.
Then one day, everything changed.