When I realized the truth, I died from sheer rage. But when I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day my brother had given me the little pig.
This time? I wasn’t letting it slide.
I immediately sent the pig off to mate!
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"Alexa, I’ve been swamped with work lately, so I thought I’d let Lulu keep you company," Logan said, holding a little pink pig dressed in an adorable outfit and offering it to me like it was some kind of special gift.
Scott, my childhood friend, placed the pet supplies aside and teased, "Logan really went all out to get you this pig. You better take good care of it, Alexa."
I spaced out for a second, and Logan, thinking I was shy, tried shoving the little pig into my arms.
I instinctively pushed it away, nearly falling over in the process.
Logan, though, quickly protected the little pig, not even sparing me a glance.
Relieved that nothing serious had happened, Scott complained, "Alexa, Logan was trying to be nice and give you a gift, and this is how you act? You almost knocked Lulu over!"
Seeing the concern on their faces, I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.
In my past life, after finally being recognized by my wealthy parents, I was so grateful to have a family.