Ava and Lina had been secretly dating for six months. Not because they were ashamed — their love was as vibrant as Ava’s mismatched socks — but because they lived in a tiny village where even the cows gossiped.
One Sunday morning, Lina’s cat, Aristotle, pulled off the most unexpected betrayal.
While Ava was sneaking out of Lina’s cottage (wearing very suspiciously comfy pajamas), Aristotle darted out the door and sprinted straight to Old Mrs. Novak’s house. The nosiest neighbor in three counties.
He meowed like his whiskers were on fire until Mrs. Novak opened her window. Then, as if trained by MI6, he dropped Ava’s sock — the very pink, very fuzzy one she had accidentally left behind.
Later that day, Mrs. Novak approached them at the bakery and winked.
“Next time, tell your cat to keep secrets better,” she said, sliding a bag of cookies across the counter.
From that day on, the village stopped wondering. Everyone just knew. And oddly, the cows seemed to moo in approval.
Ava and Lina never tried to hide again. But they did buy Aristotle a GPS collar. Just in case he tried any more intelligence work
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