I'm still your fiancee

Seated outside under the stars adorned sky, Mr. Johnson watched Tommy play with the toys he got from the playroom. His lips curving up in delight, he nodded to himself. Without a doubt Tommy was his grate grandson. The little boy was fond of toy cars just like Mark was when he was his age. And when the time comes, he will take over from his dad.

"Careful my boy." Mr Johnson smiled cautioning Tommy when he got up abruptly as Spark ran to him.

The dog was fond of Mark, always staying by his feet but with Tommy around it went to him, surprising the old man.

It ran around with Tommy and brought him a ball to play catch until they got tired and went to his mother. As Melissa carried Tommy on her lap to rest his eye's, the dog rested at her feet. Comfortably closing its eyes.

Seeing how intimate Spark was with the mother and son, surprised the old man more. The dog had warmed up to her, yet he only went to the people familiar to him.

"Is he asleep? Let me help you." Standing protecti