He Called It a “Compromise”—Until My Cats Exposed His True Heart

No.”

He looked at me like I was being irrational again. “You’re acting like I’m throwing them in the street. It’s a rescue. They’ll be fine.”

“They’re bonded,” I said, louder. “They’re bonded to each other and to me.”

He rolled his eyes. “Bonded. You keep saying that word like it’s a law of physics.”

“It’s a reality,” I shot back. “Just because you don’t continue reading …