Synopsis

She held the small figure, a plastic doll clad in football gear, feeling the delicate crack in its whistle valve. It was a tiny imperfection, yet it had caused such distress. She brought the doll to her clinic, intending to perform a delicate "surgery" to fix the problem. But as she prepared for the procedure, a wave of apprehension washed over the doll. Fear clouded its painted eyes, and a tremor seemed to run through its plastic form. She knelt, meeting the doll's gaze. "It's alright," she