"Alright then." Caitlin nodded. "I'm going to take Monday for a run now."
"Okay!"
"Monday, let's go." Caitlin clipped the leash onto Monday's collar.
As she reached the door, Caitlin seemed to remember something and glanced back at Celeste. The girl who usually slept until eleven... why was she up so early today? It was only seven-thirty! How strange. But Caitlin didn't dwell on it and continued on her run with Monday.
Just as she reached the park entrance, she saw Gordon standing there, waving at her. "Catie."
Whenever Caitlin was home, she would take Monday for a run in the park every morning. Even if it was raining, she would put a little raincoat on Monday and take him out. Gordon, too, was there without fail, rain or shine.
Seeing Gordon, Monday got extremely excited. If it weren't for Caitlin's firm grip, he would have lunged forward.
"Have you been waiting long?" Caitlin asked, jogging over with Monday.
"Just got here." Gordon naturally took the leash from her hand, his voice low. "A new restaurant just opened over there. I heard it's pretty good. Want to go check it out after our run?"
"Sounds good." Caitlin nodded.
During her time dating Gordon, Caitlin had noticeably gained some weight. Not only did he frequently take her to try new places, but he was also an excellent cook, making food that was simply irresistible.
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After their run and breakfast, Caitlin and Gordon returned home, just in time to see Old Mrs. Somerset arriving for a visit.
Keira beckoned Caitlin over. "Freya, come here. This is Mrs. Somerset. You two should have met at the banquet last night."
"Hello, Grandma Somerset," Caitlin said politely.
Old Mrs. Somerset squinted, a smile on her face. "Hello, hello. Freya is such a beautiful child! The more I look at her, the more I like her."
What a pity, she thought. She was divorced! If Caitlin hadn't been married before, she would have been a perfect match for her son. But it didn't matter. Old Mrs. Somerset had already asked Jeremiah last night, and he had said he was willing to make a small sacrifice. After all, Caitlin's family background was undeniable. Otherwise, Old Mrs. Somerset wouldn't have made this trip today.
Hearing her precious granddaughter being praised, Keira was also very pleased.
After a moment, Old Mrs. Somerset's gaze fell on Monday. "Freya, is this your dog?"

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