Elara
Ever since Flynn left for his business trip, taking care of his pets had quietly become part of my daily routine after work.
"Ready for your walk?" I asked, scratching behind Milo's ears.
His tail wagged so hard that his entire body seemed to wiggle.
The residential community was quiet in the evening, with only a few people strolling through the gardens or jogging along the paved paths.
For the first fifteen minutes, everything went smoothly. Then disaster struck when a cat darted out from behind a hedge.
"Milo—"
Before I could tighten my grip, the overly enthusiastic golden retriever lunged after it with astonishing speed. The sudden force yanked me completely off balance and I stumbled forward.
The next thing I knew, I hit the pavement hard.
Pain explod
