«I think you need a hug… Can I hug you?» — The billionaire bever expected What Would Happen Next… 😲😲😲 The words were soft but clear, piercing through the frosty hush of Central Park like a whisper from another life. James Holloway turned his head slowly, drawn out of the heavy fog of his thoughts. A little black girl stood before him, her cheeks pink with cold, one mitten missing. His world had shrunk down to executive memos, quiet dinners alone, and nights where grief echoed louder than silence.
Her hair was tucked under a too-large knit hat, and she looked up at him with wide steady eyes. “I think you need a hug, can I hug you?” she said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. James blinked, unaccustomed to being addressed so directly, especially not by a child.
I’m Maya, she added, shifting from one boot to another on the icy ground. My mommy says hugs don’t fix everything, but they help.
He managed a soft laugh, humbled by her simple kindness. As James glanced at the colorful woven bracelet she offered, something inside him shifted, the cold seeming just a little less biting.
Yet the billionaire never expected what would happen next….
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