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@daniellemackinnon1: #answer to @✩ 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝘆𝗴𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗲 ✩ It’s really a message for YOU! #animallover #spiritualtiktok #petpsychic #doglove

Animal Communicator Danielle
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Saturday 26 November 2022 00:59:30 GMT
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patriciam0109
PatriciaM :
@Animal Communicator Danielle my dog passed 4 months ago. I rescued her 4 years ago. Does she visit me & her fur brother or her former owner?
2022-11-27 00:34:23
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hcoye313
hcoye313 :
my dog leaves the fizzy stuff around in my son's room
2022-11-27 01:27:20
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az_vida_amstaffs
elizabethrojas76 :
Maya passed 11/5 she use to jump the corner of the fence to bark none of my other dogs would do that now they all do why?
2022-11-29 04:54:56
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katielaws01
Katie Lawes :
I’m convinced that my cats see Juju still and he’s telling them things to do what he would do. For instance his mom Bella is making biscuits on my tummy (she never done that) my other girl Dottie bit my chin and cheek again something he did but she has never.
2022-12-06 13:34:45
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goldenloverjenn
Jennifer Jewett :
I have a question. I had 3 goldens. Right after one died, a little girl on a walk commented “look mom 3 doggies.” Did she see 3, or couldn’t count?
2022-12-09 01:36:55
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valued62
PBattle :
Wow my dog does that
2022-12-13 17:44:31
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pov: jake may only be your husband on paper, a result of an agreement between your families, but despite this, he treats you kindly and consistently checks in on you, even with his busy work schedule, ensuring you're safe at home. in truth, loving him isn't difficult; you simply hold yourself back from doing so because you fear the implications of those feelings. you worry about crossing the line from a mere arrangement into something deeper, something that could complicate both your lives. the thought of vulnerability terrifies you, and you remind yourself that this is just a contract, not a romance. yet, each smile he shares, each thoughtful gesture, leaves you in a constant battle between your heart and your mind. one night, jake messaged you to say he wouldn't be coming home because of a heavy workload. you felt a wave of loneliness wash over you, but then your friends reached out, inviting you to join them at the bar. eager to escape the boredom of being home alone, you quickly agreed. after getting ready and putting on a nice outfit, you caught your reflection in the mirror. for a moment, you considered letting jake know, but you hesitated, realizing he was busy and probably wouldn’t mind. you drove your car and immediately went to the bar. when you arrived, you spotted your friends enjoying themselves. without a second thought, you grabbed a drink and joined in the fun. while they danced on the floor, you found yourself sitting alone, taking in the lively atmosphere. a smile spread across your face as you felt grateful to be out, but it quickly faded when your gaze fell on the bar counter. there you saw jake, finishing his last shot. anger bubbled up inside you—he had lied about working late. instead, he was here, drinking, and you couldn’t shake the nagging thought that he might be flirting with someone in the crowd. you kept sipping your drink, shooting him a furious glare when suddenly his eyes caught yours. he looked taken aback, but frustration was clearly written on his face. you didn’t care; you were just as angry at him for being dishonest. turning away, you took another drink. moments later, he approached your table and stood directly in front of you. “let’s go home,” he said, his tone sounding more like a command than a request. you avoided his gaze and didn’t respond. “come on,” he stepped closer and took your hands. you had no choice but to go along with him; his grip was firm. he led you outside the bar and to his car. after settling you into the passenger seat, he closed the door and got in behind the wheel, driving off in silence. you could sense his anger from the way he clenched the steering wheel. feeling equally frustrated, you turned your attention to the view outside the window. when you arrived home, you stepped out of his car and went straight to your bedroom, with him following closely behind and slamming the door shut.
pov: jake may only be your husband on paper, a result of an agreement between your families, but despite this, he treats you kindly and consistently checks in on you, even with his busy work schedule, ensuring you're safe at home. in truth, loving him isn't difficult; you simply hold yourself back from doing so because you fear the implications of those feelings. you worry about crossing the line from a mere arrangement into something deeper, something that could complicate both your lives. the thought of vulnerability terrifies you, and you remind yourself that this is just a contract, not a romance. yet, each smile he shares, each thoughtful gesture, leaves you in a constant battle between your heart and your mind. one night, jake messaged you to say he wouldn't be coming home because of a heavy workload. you felt a wave of loneliness wash over you, but then your friends reached out, inviting you to join them at the bar. eager to escape the boredom of being home alone, you quickly agreed. after getting ready and putting on a nice outfit, you caught your reflection in the mirror. for a moment, you considered letting jake know, but you hesitated, realizing he was busy and probably wouldn’t mind. you drove your car and immediately went to the bar. when you arrived, you spotted your friends enjoying themselves. without a second thought, you grabbed a drink and joined in the fun. while they danced on the floor, you found yourself sitting alone, taking in the lively atmosphere. a smile spread across your face as you felt grateful to be out, but it quickly faded when your gaze fell on the bar counter. there you saw jake, finishing his last shot. anger bubbled up inside you—he had lied about working late. instead, he was here, drinking, and you couldn’t shake the nagging thought that he might be flirting with someone in the crowd. you kept sipping your drink, shooting him a furious glare when suddenly his eyes caught yours. he looked taken aback, but frustration was clearly written on his face. you didn’t care; you were just as angry at him for being dishonest. turning away, you took another drink. moments later, he approached your table and stood directly in front of you. “let’s go home,” he said, his tone sounding more like a command than a request. you avoided his gaze and didn’t respond. “come on,” he stepped closer and took your hands. you had no choice but to go along with him; his grip was firm. he led you outside the bar and to his car. after settling you into the passenger seat, he closed the door and got in behind the wheel, driving off in silence. you could sense his anger from the way he clenched the steering wheel. feeling equally frustrated, you turned your attention to the view outside the window. when you arrived home, you stepped out of his car and went straight to your bedroom, with him following closely behind and slamming the door shut. "care to explain?" he asked in a cold tone, trying to mask his anger. you turned to face him, your expression defiant. "i think i'm the one who needs an explanation here," you replied, raising an eyebrow. "explain what?" he asked. you think now that he's acting innocent, so you roll your eyes and look away from him. he sighed heavily before continuing. "i thought you were sleeping peacefully, then i see you drinking at the bar," he said, disappointment heavy in his tone. "really? what about you? working overtime or just having fun with other girls at the bar?" you snapped, the jealousy creeping into your voice. "is that what you really think?" he asked, his tone serious as he stepped closer. you instinctively backed away, unsure of how to respond. "i'm at the bar working late because my client decided to meet there," he said, locking eyes with you. you felt a wave of guilt wash over you; you knew he had never lied to you before, so you remained silent. (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #jake #JAKE #simjaeyun #SIMJAEYUN #fyp #FYP
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