A Reflective Moment
Becky often replayed the events in her mind, haunted by how narrowly they had avoided disaster. “Some battles,” she murmured, “are worth every bloody second, aren’t they, Hope?” Her gaze fell on the brown-furred terrier bounding joyfully, a living symbol of resilience. Despite the chaos they had endured, Becky felt a deep certainty that their struggle had been worthwhile—a poignant reminder that even in the darkest moments, there are fights that truly matter.
A Reflective Moment
Cuddles and Scars
On a quiet evening, Hope curled up beside Becky on their worn-out couch. Becky’s fingers gently traced the jagged scar running along Hope’s side. “You’ve been through so much, haven’t you, girl?” she murmured, her touch full of affection. Hope’s gaze met Becky’s, a silent bond passing between them. Their journey had been anything but easy, yet moments like this made it feel like those hardships were part of a distant, fading past.
Cuddles And Scars
