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I Left the “Nice Guy” After He Forgot Our Dog’s Lifeline

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He left the flowers on the porch like a prop he didn’t know what to do with and walked back to his car.

Barnaby didn’t move until the engine started. Then he exhaled—one long breath—like he’d been holding it the entire time.


That night, I lay on Jenna’s couch with Barnaby pressed against my hip, warm and alive, and I scrolled through my own post again.continue reading …

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