I wake up with a splitting headache again, but this time I know I am not alone. I must have started to whimper because I heard Will’s voice. “It’s okay, Baby Girl. You are home. You are safe. I’ve got you,” and he pulls me closer to his chest.
“Will?” I blink to try and focus my eyes as I raise my head to look at him. He smiles down at me and nods before placing a gentle kiss on my forehead. “Will!” I throw my arms around his neck and start to cry. I cried because I’m scared. I cried because I didn’t know if he would come. I cried because he actually did come. I cried because I’m worried about our pups. I cried because of me losing Precious. I cried so much that I can’t even remember what all I was crying about. “Thank you,” I say through my sobs. “Thank you.”
“Always, Baby girl. Alway
