“Meow… meow…” The sound of a kitten’s purring was sweet and soft, but the woman remained as cold as iron, her gaze on the tabby cat devoid of warmth.
Outside an old apartment, a woman in a designer coat squatted on the ground, incongruously, with three cans of cat food at her feet.
The setting sun cast a warm glow, contrasting sharply with her indifferent expression.
Her dark, wavy hair draped casually over her shoulders, and her fingers lightly stroked the cat’s back.
Feeding the cat wasn’t the purpose of her visit.
Fifteen minutes later, the sound of footsteps...
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