The suitcases stood by the door of her room. Nothing he said had stopped her from packing them last night. In the end he had watched dolefully as her wardrobes were emptied. How was she so happy about leaving?
It was all Aman’s fault. He couldn’t understand what she saw in the man. The man didn’t even like dogs.
Her alarm hadn’t worked today. He jumped onto the bed and dug his nose into her hair waking her from her sleep. This might just be their last morning walk together.
“Good morning Spike..” She said ruffling his long spaniel ears.