It’s mostly dark when I open my eyes, but I can tell that the bathroom light has been left on and the door part way open.

I’m in bed. My bed. And the sheets feel so good against my aching body.

But instead of seeing King lying next to me, it’s a dog.

A giant, sweet, protective dog that will keep me safe.

“Hi, Duke,” I mostly mouth it, since my throat still hurts like a bitch, but he still blinks open his eyes at me.

Shifting closer, I hold one of his paws in my hand and fall back asleep.

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