War of Threes
He doesn’t think that he will ever see his pup.
“Promise me, Arya! I need this from you. I’m going to make sure that my pup lives in a world where people are loved and valued for who they are, not for who some asshole thinks they should be. I need you to make sure that I have something to fight for, ok?”
“Ok,” I whisper, nodding against his shoulder, wetting his shirt with tears I didn’t know I was crying. “Ok, I promise.”
He pulls back from the hug, a sad smile on his face. “Thank you.”
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