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Fears and confessions

Author: Antonya
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"I don't have any problem, it will be a pleasure to have both of you, wow, my wedding will be amazing, thank you so much boss."

"Don't thank me, see you there." Those were my last words before hanging up the call.

"Damn dog, you've fallen in love, my own ears have heard it perfectly, and you have no idea that she might go alone. You're in love, and you don't want to admit it!"

++GISELA++

Everything could wait in this life; earthquake, illness, bad life, sleeping under a bridge, "marrying for money", but never taking care of a puppy. It's not that difficult to take care of a dog, but it's not my thing. My mother used to say that my face is full of life, but I can't even give life to a plant, let alone an animal! I need to find a clock that will always remind me when to give it water and food, and also to take it for a short walk. God, where will it sleep? The lady brought a little crib.

When I arrived at the mansion, the lady surprised me by begging me to take care of her dog for
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