Cat raising

Ella looks at his text messages. This offer isn't bad either. She got up and went to her bedroom. She turns on the television and watches a movie. Then she called the cat shop to order a British Shorthair. Putting my phone down on the table, I turned off the TV and walked over to the bed, lying down.

It was over one o'clock in the morning and she still couldn't sleep. She stared at the ceiling, thinking about what Rika had told her earlier.

Ella tried to close her eyes, but the figure of David kept popping up in her mind. Sleeping alone on the king-sized bed, she felt something was missing. She switched sleeping positions, the figure still appearing in her subconscious.

Ella got out of bed, went to the dresser, pulled out a David coat, and put it on. The shirt was baggy for her petite figure. The scent on David's shirt helped her fall asleep.

When the sunlight outside the window hit Ella's eyes, she woke up. She sniffed the shirt she was wearing. David's marks were still left on his s