Unforgettable past love

Summary

I was on my way to the pet store to pick up my cat, Pudding, getting soaked in the rain.

That's when I saw him. Leo, my boyfriend who always claimed to hate cats, was cradling a Ragdoll in his arms.

And standing next to him, holding an umbrella over them both, was his long-lost first love.

They were cooing at the cat, their fingers brushing against each other now and then.

Neither of them made any move to pull away.

I reached into my pocket and felt the pet grooming coupon I’d forgotten to