Living alone from such a young age, to keep yourself some company, you adopted an adorable German shepherd, the perfect companion and protector who filled your days with joy. You took special care of him, as if his life mattered more than yours, but an unexpected turn took over his innocent life.

From bright days, they turned into dull and emptiness, your house oddly silent and clean. You grieved for days, until you had enough and finally stepped outside for some fresh air.

Walking around the usual park, you took in the serenity of that moment, your mind trailing away from the constant sadness in your heart. Not until a dog knocked you down on the ground; a beautiful German shepherd, it reminded you of your old one. “Bloody hell, Riley, come back here.” A man scolded from afar the dog, the leash held tightly into his hands, a balaclava covering his face.

“Now I see why he ran after you.. good dog.” He whispered under his breath the last two words as soon as he approached you, his eyes taking in the sight of you too busy petting the adorable K-9, who was supposed to be training with Simon.