Blood splattered before Olivia's eyes, reminding her of the day Mona died.

She froze on the spot, her eyes suddenly widening.

It felt like a dream. Snowball was curled up in her arms just this morning, but now, it was lying at her feet, dying. Black blood flowed out of its mouth and nose.

Olivia crouched stiffly. She had to be dreaming.

"Snowy, p-please tell me you're joking." Olivia's voice trembled as her tone shifted. Reaching out, she wanted to hug Snowball, but Ethan pulled her into his