I could handle her face getting whiter as the time went by. I could handle the swirls of white fur breaching what was once entirely grey.
I can't handle watching her get tired. I'm curled around her right now... and all I wish is that I could make her younger again.
I could handle her face getting whiter as the time went by. I could handle the swirls of white fur breaching what was once entirely grey.
I can't handle watching her get tired. I'm curled around her right now... and all I wish is that I could make her younger again.