In a quiet village, there lived a cat named Luna. Luna had a loving owner

In a quiet village, there lived a cat named Luna. Luna had a loving owner, an elderly woman who always filled her days with warmth and affection. They were inseparable; wherever the woman went, Luna was right by her side. Every morning, they would sit by the window together, the woman sipping tea while Luna purred softly on her lap. One cold winter morning, Luna woke up to find her owner still in bed, unusually quiet. Luna nudged her gently, but there was no response. The house, once filled with laughter and love, became eerily silent. Luna waited by the door every day, hoping her owner would return, but the days turned into weeks, and then months. The neighbors, knowing what had happened, tried to comfort Luna by feeding her and giving her a warm place to sleep. But Luna's heart was broken. She spent her days sitting by the window, staring out, waiting for someone who would never return. The once-happy cat became a shadow of her former self, longing for the love she had lost.