Roni sat quietly by the window, ears perked, listening to every small sound that drifted through. The house was full of decorations, balloons gently swaying, and a quiet echo of anticipation. Yet, it was your birthday wishes he awaited most.
As you stepped toward him, Roniβs eyes lit up, the soft sorrow of patience turning into pure joy. You wrapped your arms around him, whispering, “Happy Birthday, Roni. ππ Your love, your loyalty… itβs the best gift I could ever receive.”
With one gentle lick on your cheek, Roni made it clear: your happiness was all he needed.