Samantha’s POVAt the end of the day, Henry told me he'd be home late because he had a backlog of work, and the driver would pick me up. After what happened at lunch, I had a tendency to let my imagination run wild.With this tendency to imagine things, I spent more than an hour eating myself up with uncertainty. I texted Melissa asking if he was at the office, and she confirmed it, I had to tell her about why I was worried.I went home, and when I arrived, everything was very quiet. The kids had gone back home today, and I already missed them. But it didn't take long for Cinnamon to appear and throw a party for me. Since he arrived, he decided to settle in the kitchen, spending most of his time there, around Maria who gave him attention, talked to him, and spoiled him endlessly. So, we put his bed there, whenever we came home, he would come running excitedly."Cinnamon! How was your day, buddy? Huh?" I asked, playing with that cute puppy who was now my friend. "Mine was boring."I too
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