"My Owen isn't as bad as you say…" The young woman was about to criticize Owen, but she saw him staring at her with wide, round eyes, and the words on the tip of her tongue turned to praise. "My Owen really is a good, well-behaved boy."
Owen, who had been wearing a stern expression, immediately broke into a grin at her words, panting happily with his tongue lolling out.
'That's right, that's right! I'm the best and most well-behaved dog in the whole world.'
Charmed by his cuteness, the young woman reached out and stroked his head, her tone doting. "Oh, you."
"Tori, I'm serious. Want to go on a trip?" her best friend brought up the topic of travel again, her tone a mix of wheedling and complaining. "It's been so long since we've gone anywhere together."
Hearing her friend's words, Tori Lynn felt a pang of guilt.
The last time they had planned to go, they were supposed to climb Mount Zorya, but she had to cancel after suddenly discovering she was pregnant.
