After the lawyer left, she found herself staring blankly out the window, her thoughts suddenly drifting hto Ozzy.

She always made sure to leave plenty of kibble for Ozzy whenever she stepped out, but now she had been hospitalized for four

days.

Panic set in, and she quickly got out of bed, determined to check out and head hto see her furry friend.

But the moment her feet touched the floor, the room spun wildly.

With no other choice, she grabbed her phone and called Elvis.

“Elvis, can you swing by my place and check on Ozzy? He should have enough food, but I haven't been hin days.”

“Il head over right now,” he assured her.

Her heart softened at his response, and on impulse, she asked, “Could you bring him over this afternoon? I really need to see him.”

“Of course.”

Only then did she feel truly at ease.

True to his word, Elvis brought Ozzy to her in the afternoon.

Ozzy was a little bundle no bigger than a forearm and had to be carried.

The moment Zoey laid eyes on him, her complexion brightened considerably.

“Thanks,” she said as she took Ozzy into her arms from Elvis.

The little grey pup was quiet, probably sensing that Zoey was unwell. It lay still in her embrace, only its tail wagging furiously.

head gently, then gave

still food

set down a fruit basket and took a seat. “There's

“Thank you.”

leaning back

shots, but Zoey didn't want him catching anything, especially not from

evident.

I feel fine, really. I'd rather recover at hand look after Ozzy too. It's so

“You

and I'm more comfortable there,”

he couldn't dissuade her, Elvis

the doctor eventually prescribed a pair of

Ozzy in his arms, and Zoey, hobbling on

floor and the elevator doors slid

was there for a follow-up appointment and hadn't expected to

her crutches, moved awkwardly, ignoring Fitch as she shuffled past him, staying

the lawyer that she was hospitalized with what he thought was just a common

by her apparent severity.

stealing one

limping, pausing every few

clutched his arm, “Fitch,

away, pressing the elevator button

right? How did she get hurt?

her? They seemed close.”

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Fitch, my doctor must be ready by now. The check-up won't take long. Just wait foroutside in the

suddenly craving

out of the elevator, he made his way to the designated smoking area, which had windows overlooking the street

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