Months passed in careful evaluations, interviews, and hearings, each one reinforcing what had already become obvious: she belonged with Manny. When the adoption was finalized, the courtroom felt brighter. The dog, an unwavering guardian, was formally registered as her emotional support animal.
On a quiet evening, Manny returned to his old route, but this time he didn’t walk alone. The girl held his hand, her steps matching his, while the dog trotted faithfully beside them. The night air felt gentler. For the first time in years, Manny felt whole. He was finally able to breathe again.