Third-person narrative
It had been weeks since he rescued a helpless Nala from the road. And almost the same time since his life began to change because of it.
With a briefcase in hand, Chris made his way out of the hospital and towards the parking lot.
Several greetings came his way, and he merely nodded and forced a smile.
When that was finally over and he was back to his train of thought, Chris thought back to Nala. Even though she'd just gone through a painful betrayal, he noticed the good soul she still had left inside of her.
She would relate to the maids as though they weren't any different from herself. All the while, there was this wide, innocent smile on her face while she did so.
Whenever he watched her strolling the house every morning, he had thoughts of having a wife wh
