Cage 42 Oscar: The Cat Who Turned My Apartment Into a Trial

scratch.

Because fear doesn’t care about fairness. It cares about distance.

I typed back one sentence:

“I’m sorry. I’m fixing the door and making sure it can’t happen again.”

I hit send, and it felt like swallowing a stone.

Not because I was wrong.

Because apologizing in public always feels like losing—even when it’s the only way to keep the peace.

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