The Quiet Record of Whispered Vows

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…“Don’t worry, Pip,” Lily whispered, stroking his head. “You’re not going anywhere.” She scooped him up, his small body surprisingly light in her arms. He licked her chin, a warm, wet greeting that made her giggle. As she carried him towards the house, she couldn’t help but wonder what else this magical notebook could do. The possibilities seemed as endless as the blank pages themselves. But for now, she was content with the greatest gift of all: a best friend, brought to life by a stroke of her pencil, a wag of his tail, and a whisper of magic. The quiet record of whispered vows had just gained its first, most wonderful entry.