She laid there weak and tired. The coldness of the bare floor was too much for her and it was starting to make her sick. She knew she might catch a cold very soon or a fever and might die from it since the man would be too cruel to attend to her. Till when was she going to stay there before she was rescued.

Had her Masters forgotten about her and moved on? Maybe. She was just a pet after all and of no use. Her absence would definitely mean nothing to them.

But Mackie.

Would he come searching for her? Would he find her? Or has he also...