After my accident, recovery was brutal — physically and emotionally. Camille, my girlfriend, stayed through the hospital visits, but it was Max, our adopted poodle mix, who truly helped me heal. He was there through the pain, lying beside me when I couldn’t sleep, waking me from nightmares, guarding me through every rough night.
Camille, on the other hand, grew impatient. She complained about dog hair and Max being in the bed.
What happened next changed everything…
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