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"His foot will require an amputation."
All the warmth drained out of me, a horrible chill wedging itself deep into my bones in an instant. My eyes locked with hers.
And I could see the guilt in their dark depths. "I am so sorry."
I dipped my head back to look at Cheese's rotting foot. It had been a week and he still limped. I dressed it every day but it did not stop it from decaying.
Our eyes met again and she saw the question I could not ask.
She sighed heavily, brows creasing. "He is an old boy. His healing is slower than it should be, and the breakâ" She paused, choosing her words carefully. "The break was severe. Combined with his age and the conditions here, infection set in faster than the splint could help."
My hands trembled as I reached for Cheese, burying my fingers in his fur while he looked up at me with those trusting green eyes that had never wavered, not once, not even when I'd failed him.
Failed to protect him from Sonya.
