Rosalynn gave a small smile and followed Brian inside.
âDid you guys eat yet? Want me to whip up something?â Amalia inquired.
âNo, weâre good, thanks.
Weâve already eaten.
â
Brian glanced at the dog nestled in Rosalynnâs embrace and told Amalia, âPlease take this little one and get a vet to check his wounds.
â
Rosalynn was his tonight.
Brian didnât want this dog messing up their romantic evening!
âSure thing.
â Amalia quickly scooped up the pup nestled in Rosalynnâs embrace.
Rosalynn, a doctor herself, wanted to mention that she could provide medical care for the injured pup.
Yet, seeing the tension etched on Brianâs face, she understood he had been holding back and might not endure much longer.
With a gentle smile, she handed the pup over to Amalia.
âMeet Teddy, Amalia.
The poor thing bears wounds, likely remnants of abuse from his former owner.
Just be cautious around the injuries.
â
âGot it,â replied Amalia as she cradled the pup.
Teddy whimpered, casting pleading eyes toward Rosalynn.
He seemed reluctant to part from her.
Rosalynn tenderly patted his head comfortingly.
âDonât worry, sweetheart.
Amalia wonât harm you.
â
Yet, Teddy continued to whine, his gaze fixed on Rosalynn without a blink.
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Observing this, Rosalynnâs heart melted, and she felt an urge to take Teddy back.
But Brian was growing impatient.
He gripped Rosalynnâs waist.
âAmalia, weâre heading upstairs.
â
The pup was really an expert at playing the sympathy card!
âSure thing, Mr.
Hughes.
â
As Amalia saw them ascend, she couldnât help but muse.
Brian and Rosalynn were so deeply in love now.
And she was happy for them.
Upstairs, back in that familiar space, Rosalynnâs emotions were a tumultuous mix.
She had thought sheâd never return here after leaving, yet fate had brought her back to Brian.
As they ascended to the third floor, and seeing Brian lost in thought, she inquired, âWhatâs on your mind?â
His arm wrapped around her waist, he turned her towards him.