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Zoraya "I'll call you Blue because of your eyes," his voice travelled to my ears and I raised my head in amazement. Are my eyes blue? What is blue, by the way? I didn't know what he was talking about, but it felt nice to hear his voice. Every time he speaks, I never want him to stop, but he isn't much of a talker. "Do you like your new name?" He asked and I immediately nodded. I didn't want him to stop talking, and even though my whole body still ached from whatever he did to me, I felt the need to smile even though I was in pain. "That's great," he clapped. "Now, let's name them," he went towards the basket where Zara's pups were laid. He picked one and raised it up, taking a good look at it as if in search of something. "I think.... Bobby suits him," he muttered before put