Everyone believed this dog was grieving his owner’s death—until they discovered what was hidden beneath him.
On a foggy autumn morning, as the mist curled like fingers through the sleepy streets of Valea Veche, something unsettling stirred at the edge of the old cemetery. A dog—once loyal and steadfast—now sat in mourning, his gaze fixed on a freshly-tilled grave. His fur was ragged, and his eyes were heavy with sorrow, though …