For five years, Charles had treated me like an on-call maid, taking my care and service for granted.
Whenever things didn't go his way, he would threaten to break up.
In the past, I had given him my whole heart, tolerating all his bad temper without any boundaries.
But as I touched the stiff fur in my hands, an overwhelming sense of exhaustion washed over me.
I was truly tired.
I wiped Tommy's fur and dialed a number from my contact list.
"Mom, I want to call off the engagement."
My mom was pleasantly surprised by my sudden change of heart.
She had often advised me that Charles wasn't a good man.
But I thought I had found true love and was determined to be with Charles no matter what.
I was even willing to sacrifice my dignity for him.
Now, I had finally come to my senses and stopped tormenting myself over Charles.
Just as I hung up the phone, a message came through.
It was Anna.
[Cora, even Tommy isn't that smart. Charles waved a knife, and it didn't even dodge!]
[Next time, don't raise such a dumb dog. Maybe get a smarter one... who knows, it might taste better!]
A surge of anger shot up within me!
Five years ago, I found Tommy at the corner of a street, barely alive.