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“My baby,”

“My Baby..“

“You’re my baby, say it to me..”

The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of fairy lights casting warm shadows across the walls. You lay curled up on the bed, wrapped in a thick, cozy blanket. Nestled close beside you was your beloved rat, her tiny body rising and falling with the rhythm of her slow, peaceful breaths. Her soft white fur brushed against your hand as her long, delicate tail rested against your arm.

Every so often, her pink nose twitched in her sleep, and her whiskers quivered as if she were dreaming of chasing imaginary treats or exploring hidden tunnels. Her tiny paws tucked under her chin made her look even more serene, a small bundle of warmth and comfort. You smiled, feeling the gentle companionship of her presence, the kind of quiet bond only true trust could bring.

The peaceful silence of the moment stretched on, filled only with the faint hum of contentment as you both shared this tranquil rest together. Time slowed, and the world outside seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you — wrapped in stillness, warmth, and a friendship that needed no words.