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They ate together on the couch, morning TV droning on in the background as they chatted lightly about nothing in particular. Muffin was gnawing on a bone she had been keeping in the fridge from Friday’s butcher trip.

Her phone vibrated across the table, Rob’s name beaming on its screen and making her heart swell, she excused herself, taking it to her room before answering him.

‘Hey beautiful