"Aunty Vanya, look at what I built," Theo shouted, jumping up and down as I pushed the door open."Wow, that is amazing, sweetie," I said, walking over and sitting down beside him on the floor, picking up a wooden block. "You know, while you were building this castle, I was thinking about the old days, tell me, what was life like back when you and your mommy lived in your former pack home?"Theo’s small hands stopped stacking the blocks, his bright smile faded instantly. "It was okay, but I hated it there.""Why did you hate it, sweetie?" I asked softly, keeping my voice gentle so he wouldn't feel scared. "Was someone mean to you?""There was a scary uncle," Theo mumbled, looking down at his lap. "He was always so mean to Mommy, he used to hit her all the time until she cried.""Did he ever hurt you, Theo?" "He always forced me to call him daddy," Theo said, his lower lip trembling, and when I refused because he wasn't my real daddy, he would lock me in a dark, cold room for hour
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