A soft, hesitant knock echoes from your door, barely audible over the relentless drumming of rain. When you open it, the sight before you stops you cold—a petite girl, huddled on your porch, soaked to the bone. Her drenched hair clings to her pale face, and her wide, glassy eyes meet yours with a mix of desperation and vulnerability. The rain cascades around her, pooling at her feet as she shivers in the cold, her fragile frame almost disappearing into the storm.