Flora's POVWhen I hesitated, a flash of panic crossed Gwen's face."And Caesar," he added quickly, his voice shaking. "Our Malinois. He passed away. But he had a puppy... looks just like him."Caesar.I remembered that big, loyal dog. When I first moved into the manor, he was the only one who kept me company when I felt alone."When did he die?" I asked."Two years ago." Gwen's voice grew thick. "He kept waiting for you to come back. Right up until the end, he'd go to the main gate and watch for you."My heart clenched."Okay," I said. "I'll come and see."The light that flooded Gwen's eyes was like a drowning man finding air."Really?" he asked, unable to believe it."Just to see," I repeated."Right," he nodded, over and over. "Right. Just to see."Twenty minutes later, I was in his Maserati. The same one from five years ago, just with a few more miles on it."You still drive this?" I asked."It was the first car we bought together," he said, his eyes fixed on the road. "I couldn't
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