A young girl stood on the terrace of her school, her heart heavy with despair. She had nothing left—no family, no friends—just an unbearable silence that consumed her. She stood on the edge, taking a long, shuddering breath. This is it, she thought, as the world below blurred into insignificance.

Just as she was about to step forward, a voice broke through the haze.

“What are you doing up there?”

She didn’t respond. She was too lost in her thoughts to notice the boy who had just entered the terrace. Seeing her dangerously close to the edge, he sprinted toward her and pulled her down with a force that made them both stumble.

She stared at him, stunned. Why had he stopped her? Why did he care? She searched his face and, for the first time in forever, saw something she didn’t recognize—a spark of life in his eyes.

“Why did you do that?” she whispered, her voice trembling.

He met her gaze, his tone firm but kind. “Because life is a gift. God didn’t give it to us to throw away. You may feel lost now, but every life is precious. Even yours.”

His words hit her like a wave, filling the emptiness inside her with...