Claire returns to the villa at 10:30 PM, her head buzzing slightly from the wine. Vivian's breakdown was a sobering reminder that even the most perfect relationships can be filled with poison.As she steps into the foyer, a blur of white fur streaks past her ankles.Claire blinks. Did I drink too much?A second later, the white blur returns. A tiny, fluffy ball with short legs waddles toward her, circles her feet, and lets out a high-pitched awoo."Oh my god!" Claire gasps. She squats down and scoops up the creature.It's a Samoyed puppy. A literal cotton ball with eyes. The moment she picks it up, it freezes, tucking its ears back and looking at her with pitiful, wet eyes."Hi there, baby," Claire coos, scratching its chin. "Where did you come from?""Give it a name."A deep voice speaks from behind her. Claire turns around, puppy in arms, to see Ethan leaning against the wall, watching her with a faint, satisfied smile."You bought this?" Claire asks, suspicious."En. On the way bac
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