Revenge in Ink
Language: en
My suitcase stood packed by the bedroom door. Tonight, I was leaving the place I had called home for three years for good. Living with Frederick, the hardest part wasn't the love fading away. It was the Ragdoll cat named Cotton, who belonged to his ex-girlfriend Sophie. It had become the unbearable, constant burden of my life. I followed every fussy instruction about imported cat food, tofu litter, and special baths, despite my severe cat allergy. Every morning, I woke with swollen eyes. Frederick would just hand me an allergy pill and say, "Hang in there a little longer. Sophie will take…