Harry lay on Thomas Shannon's shoulder, his little head shaking proudly twice, and he let out a howl at her.
Sophie angrily said, "I'm going to kill you!"
Harry cowered, quickly retracting his head and hiding in his master's embrace.
Thomas Shannon chuckled lightly, pinching Harry's tail and giving it a gentle tug. Harry yelped in pain and immediately howled again.
"Coward!"
Despised by his master, Harry was dejected. He wilted in his master's embrace, completely losing the smugness and imposing air he had just moments before.
Like a sick little kitten, in need of care and affection.
The group, in their line of sight, gradually became a small dot, until finally, they completely disappeared from sight.
Sophie Sullivan's heart felt as if it had plunged into an ice cellar.
Thomas Shannon wouldn't really lock her up here for one night, would he?
Damn Thomas Shannon, always tormenting her!
Time passed, every minute and every second.
