Stunned by the venomous words that spilled from Christopher's lips, I couldn't help but draw a comparison between him and Stone-heart—a cold and heartless individual. But despite his unpleasant demeanor, I found Christopher strangely attractive, even more so than Stone-heart. Lost in my musings, my beloved white dog Coco interrupted my thoughts with a series of urgent barks.He tugged at my work uniform, his fangs gently grazing against the fabric."Heeey Coco," I greeted, Overwhelmed with the love I felt for him, I crouched down to meet his level. His fangs grazed against my work uniform as if urging me to follow him outside."How are you doing, buddy?" I asked, looking into his bright, happy eyes.Coco responded with an eager wag of his tail, as if saying, "I'm doing great!" His bright eyes filled with happiness.Before I could reach out to pet him, James,arrived on the scene. He swiftly scooped up Coco, cradling him in his arms, and gestured for me to follow him. "Come on," he said,
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