I couldn’t help but grin, but as the weight of the situation settled in my mind, I realized this wasn’t the time. The cat now stood on the back of the couch, its gaze fixed on me with a glimmer of warning in its black eyes. Wordlessly, she accepted the clothes and began to pull the shirt over her frail body, the fabric swallowing her slender form. repay me in any way.”
“Thank you. She was still far from fully recovered, her body fragile and in need of care, not potential strain. “I want to show my appreciation,” she stated softly, her voice carrying a mix of gratitude and vulnerability. Her sharp brown eyes locked on me. Melina stirred, her brow furrowing as she slowly gained consciousness for the first time since entering the house. “What do you want for breakfast?” Ava asked gently.
