Olivia's POV
The next morning, I found myself kneeling beside Mitchell's spot by the window, where she was sat regally like the princess she was. Her gorgeous white fur gleamed in the morning sunlight, and those mesmerizing green eyes tracked my every movement as I walked round the living room, getting ready.
"Hey, my beautiful girl," I whispered softly, gently stroking her fur. She immediately began purring - deep and rumbling.
"Mitchell, sweetheart, I need to tell you something important," I began, trying to keep my voice steady and soothing. Mitchell's ears perked up, and she tilted her head in an adorable way that made her look like she was actually listening to every word. "I have to go on a little trip with Maxwell for a few days, okay? I'll be back before you know it, and you shouldn't miss me too much."
