Two weeks later, a hiker found Gheorghe’s real body in the woods. He had been murdered and swapped out in the coffin, but Ursu’s instinct had uncovered the truth.
Ursu became a local legend—the dog who solved a mystery. Yet he ignored the attention, returning daily to the real grave, keeping silent watch.
In Maria’s classroom, his photo hangs with the words:
“Some truths are never spoken. But they are guarded.”
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