In the beginning, her flame was wild. It wasn’t wrong—just unshaped. It flared when she cared, surged when she saw something broken, and burned brightest when she wanted to help. But without direction, even the strongest fire can overwhelm the very space it’s meant to warm. She didn’t know how to hold it yet—how to aim it, how to steady it, how to make it land where it mattered. And then, without being asked, without expectation… they chose to step in. They chose to stand wit