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

light it.

I looked past him toward the boxes.

Toward the life we had planned.

And then I looked down at Luna and Oliver, who were sitting together like they always did—shoulders pressed, tails wrapped in the same curve.

I pictured them in a new place, smelling unfamiliar walls, crying at night, searching for me.

I pictured Toby alone, confused, in his old continue reading …