Matthias found a final resting place for Daisy at a pet cemetery.
Darya never had another pet after that.
She didn’t want to go through that kind of loss again.
‘Hello, Marshmallow.’ She patted the dog’s head, amazed by the realistic sensation.
It was just like petting a real puppy.
Marshmallow gave a happy yelp and tried to jump onto her knees.
‘Marsh, stop bothering our guest,’ a female voice said.
Darya straightened up as a woman walked towards her.
She was clad, unsurprisingly, in a white lab coat.
Underneath, she wore a bright pink t-shirt emblazoned with the word ‘T-rex’ and a pair of neon purple cropped pants, probably a silent protest against the all-white dress code.
She reached out a hand. ‘Hi, I’m Brooke Urner, Marshmallow’s babysitter.’
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