The Cat Beneath the Moonlight (EmiBonnie)
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Emi lives alone in a new city, until she finds a cat with shimmering white-gold fur named Bonnie.
Strangely, even though Emi's allergic to cats, she never sneezes around her.
But as days pass, little things start to feel... off, cups move, doors open, and Bonnie's golden eyes seem far too human.
One night, under the pale moonlight, Emi realizes the truth:
Bonnie isn't just a cat, she's someone who's been watching her with a heartbeat of her own.
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