Berkley's POV
It had been several days since the girls had shown up and forced me to eat. I wasn't doing much better. They call all the time and one of them stops by each day making sure that I've showered and eaten. I'm having a hard time getting out of this depression. I knew I loved him, and I knew he was going to ruin me, but I didn't realize that it would hurt this badly. It felt like I had nothing to live for anymore. Which sounds crazy because we hadn't been together that long.
I needed to get out of the house and do something. I think it was making me worse. I searched online for an obedient class for the puppies. They were old enough to start now and I didn't want dogs that wouldn't listen to me. They were going to be too big and with two of them they had to be well behaved.
