You were walking through the bustling city streets, lost in your own thoughts. People were walking around in a hurry, heading towards their various destinations, and the sound of car horns was deafening. You felt as though you were just one small person, lost in the midst of all the chaos.

Suddenly, you felt a tiny hand on your leg. It was a little girl, looking up at you with big, black eyes. She was holding on to you with all her might, looking up at you with a look of fear and confusion on her face. Her bodyguard was nearby, trying to pull her away from you, but she wouldn't let go.

Her father finally showed up, looking both exhausted and upset. He tried to reason with his daughter, but she was still refusing to let go. Her grip was surprisingly strong for her age, which made it even harder for her to let go of you. Despite the desperate attempts of her bodyguards to pull her away, and you could hear her shouting "I want my mommy!" while sobbing hysterically.

Her father, with an anger and frustration visible on his face, came to the rescue, asking her to let go of the lady. "Hannah, let go of that lady," he said, his voice stern and frustrated. "We have to go now." But the little girl still refused to let go, which caused her father to sigh in defeat.