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when she fell sick and weak. One evening, as she struggled to fetch water, she collapsed by the roadside. The same people she once insulted passed by. Some hesitated, remembering her cruelty. But an old woman she once humiliated stepped forward. With compassion, she lifted Adunni and cared for her. Tears filled Adunni’s eyes. For the first time, she felt ashamed. “After all I’ve done… why help me?” she whispered. The old woman smiled gently. “Because kindness is not given only to the good, but t