Sweet Heaven

Chapter 8: Not What It Seemed

The next day dawned with a gentle warmth, casting a golden glow over the school's picturesque gardens. Saturday offered a rare reprieve from classes and commitments, and Amber took advantage of the free time to immerse herself in the tranquil beauty that surrounded her. The gardens were designed to evoke the essence of Eden, and as Amber wandered down winding paths lined with vibrant flowers and lush greenery, she couldn't help but be captivated by the ethereal atmosphere.

Dressed in a pink crop top, a white skirt, and delicate pink sandals, Amber blended seamlessly with the idyllic surroundings. Her soft girl aesthetic seemed to harmonize with the garden's enchanting charm, and the sunlight danced in her hair as she meandered along, lost in her thoughts.

As she strolled, her mind wandered to Nate, the cowboy who had unexpectedly entered her life. Their connection had grown steadily over the past few weeks, and Amber found herself looking forward to their time together, relishing the moments they shared.

Amber's contemplation was interrupted by a sudden movement at her feet. A tiny, fluffy creature had appeared, drawing her attention with its adorable presence. Blinking in surprise, Amber crouched down to get a better look. It was a pomeranian, small and fluffy with a coat that resembled spun gold. The dog looked up at her with wide, curious eyes, its tail wagging tentatively.

"Well, hello there," Amber cooed, her voice gentle as she extended a hand for the dog to sniff. The pomeranian's pink tongue darted out to give her hand a tentative lick. Amber laughed softly, her heart warming at the sight of the playful pup.

As an avid animal lover, Amber couldn't resist the pull of the furry creature before her. She crouched down to its level, her eyes lighting up with delight. "You're such a cutie, aren't you? Yes, you are."

The dog seemed to respond to her affection, nuzzling her hand and letting out an endearing yip. It was as if fate had guided Amber to this unexpected encounter, and she knew she couldn't just leave the little one behind.

"Well, little buddy, I guess we're in this together now," Amber mused, her heartstrings tugged by the puppy's presence. With gentle hands, she scooped up the pomeranian, cradling it in her arms.

As she cradled the puppy against her, Amber felt an instant connection – a bond forged in the gardens of their shared haven. "How about Poppy?" she suggested with a smile, the name resonating with the flowers that surrounded them.

Poppy wagged her tail in approval, as if she understood her newfound name. Amber's laughter mixed with the rustling leaves, and with the decision made, she rose to her feet, the pomeranian nestled against her.

"Come on, Poppy. Let's go back home," Amber said, her voice soft and tender. Together, they embarked on the journey back to the Archangel dorms, a sense of companionship blossoming between them.

As Amber returned to the Archangel dorms with Poppy in her arms, she couldn't help but feel a sense of joy and companionship. The little pomeranian nestled against her, her soft fur warm and comforting. The sun's rays filtered through the windows, casting a soft glow on the living room where Lucian was sitting, seemingly in a perpetually sour mood.

Lucian's eyes narrowed as he took in the sight of Poppy, his lips curling into a familiar sneer. "What the fuck is that?" he asked, his tone laced with irritation.

Amber's response was laced with playful innocence as she held Poppy closer. "A cute dog. Don't you know what that is?" She arched an eyebrow, her voice tinged with humor.

"Of course, I know what a dog is," Lucian retorted with an exasperated sigh, his annoyance palpable. "But I wasn't aware that dogs or any other living creature for that matter were allowed to penetrate the sacred walls of this institution."