Author's POV
Aria’s eyes softened as she looked at him. She whispered, “I don’t know. I found him under a car in the parking lot at my university. He was badly injured, someone had hurt him,” she said, anger mixed with sadness filling her eyes.
“Are you going to keep him?” Sylvia questioned.
Aria ran her hand across his fur. “I don’t know,” she admitted.
“I will take care of him till he heals, but… I don’t think I can keep him here…”
Because she didn’t have her own place to stay, how was she going to keep him?
Sylvia nodded in understanding and didn’t ask anything further.
She slowly reached out for the dog again, but he scooted away and snarled, moving toward Aria as he trusted only her.
“He trusts you,” Sylvia said, seeing his behavior, a small smile on her lips.
Aria smiled an
