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Your Ex Wants the Dog

Three months ago, Jake moved out. Biscuit, your golden retriever, stayed with you.

You walk him at 6 a.m. You paid every vet bill. He sleeps on Jake's old side of the bed.

Tonight Jake knocks, holding a folder: the adoption papers. His name is the only one on them.

Biscuit runs to him, tail going crazy, like nothing ever happened.

Jake smiles at you. "I'm taking him back. He was always mine."

Jake gives you until Sunday: hand Biscuit over, or he sues in small claims.

What do you do?

The story so far

The folder sits on your kitchen table all week. You keep opening it. Adoption fee paid by Jake Morales, four years ago, the same weekend you two moved in together. You remember that day. You picked Biscuit. Jake wanted the calmer puppy in the corner. Now Biscuit sleeps with his head on your ankle while you scroll through old photos, and every single one has Jake in it too. Your sister says fight. Your best friend says let him go, a breakup is not a war. Jake texts on Thursday: "Don't make this ugly." You stare at the message for a long time. Biscuit thumps his tail against the couch, waiting for his walk, completely unaware that his whole life is being decided over text.

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