
He lost everything, but he refused to give up on her.
The air was filled with the smell of smoke and rain, and ash covered the snow. He stood frozen, holding a small, shivering kitten in his shaking hands. “Sir… are you alright?” I asked. “They’re all gone,” he murmured. “The house, the pictures, everything. She’s the only thing I have left.” My heart ached. Later,…