Change is never easy—especially for someone as sensitive and loving as Lala. When she first moved in with Thuy, everything felt unfamiliar: the sounds, the smells, the routines. Her eyes often wandered to the door, as if waiting for CEO Kien to walk through it.
But Thuy, gentle and patient, understood.
She didn’t rush Lala. Instead, she offered quiet comfort—soft blankets, warm meals, and a soothing voice that slowly became familiar. Each morning, she greeted Lala with a smile and a gentle touch. “Good morning, sweet girl,” she would whisper, brushing Lala’s fur.
At first, Lala stayed close to her bed, unsure of her place in this new space. But with each day, she ventured a little farther—sniffing the edges of the room, peeking into the kitchen, then quietly following Thuy from room to room.
Thuy made time for play and cuddles, often cooking small dishes that reminded Lala of home. She even left Kien’s old scarf on Lala’s cushion, knowing the familiar scent would bring her comfort.
Then one day, something shifted.
Lala woke up, stretched her paws, and ran to the door—not to leave, but to greet Thuy with a joyful bark and wagging tail.
She had begun to feel at home.
Lala still missed Kien, and she always would. But slowly, she discovered a new rhythm—a new kind of love—with Thuy. A quiet, steady love that didn’t try to replace the past, but welcomed it, and gently added new memories beside it.
Because home isn’t always where you start—it’s where you’re loved, understood, and given time to grow.
