I took the long way home, letting the cold wind bite at my cheeks. But it wasn’t the wind that stung—it was the hollow space Edward left behind.
Then I heard it.
A bark. Faint. Desperate.
I followed the sound to a lonely bench beneath a flickering streetlight. There, half-hidden by snow, was a small cardboard box. I bent down and gasped.
A baby German Shepherd, shivering. Snow clung to his fur, and he whimpered in pain. His paw was bleeding.
I sat on the bench beside him, my bag of chicken and beer forgotten at my feet.
“I don’t even know if I can take care of myself,” I whispered, my voice cracking. “What makes you think I can take care of you?”
The puppy whimpered again. As if answering. As if asking for one chance.
I swallowed the lump in my throat.
“We’re the same… abandoned.”
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