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

I stood there, shaking, while Toby rubbed against my calf like he was trying to remind me I wasn’t alone.

When Mark came back out, bag over his shoulder, he paused at the door.

“You’re going to regret this,” he said.

I couldn’t stop the tears, but I didn’t collapse.

“Maybe,” I whispered. “But I’d regret it more if I became someone I don’t recognize.”

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