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
