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    Torn

    Waking up to find she was indeed back in Cat’s flat, even finding herself in Cat’s bed was enough to make her feel anxious.
    Deep down Sam knew she loved the short haired brunette, but was that enough to get them through? Could it be that easy to forgive and forget. She let herself feel what it felt like to have Cat’s arm wrapped around her waist, she knew she had nothing figured out. But the touch hadn’t made her feel uneasy like she thought it would. It felt as if Cat completed her, but she couldn’t help deter her thoughts away from Cat with Frankie. Had Cat been telling the truth was this thing with Frankie put to rest, quivering in the cold Sam got up to make herself a hot drink.

    Would this be it- sitting in denial that the woman she loved would never go back to the woman she had always been cautious about in her life. With her suspicions bringing to light all the baggage that weighed her down. Dragging her body down like a dead weight. She wasn’t sure how she had known or why she knew she had something to worry about when it came to Frankie with Cat.

    Cat was still fast asleep and Sam took the time to truly decipher her feelings and where they could go from here. Her life only made sense when she met Cat, but if she was honest is was from the moment they spoke online. The way each morning would start the same- distracting one another from the long day ahead. Something clicked the day they spoke… It was as if all the hurt that had followed her through out her life had been for things to fall into place and feel worthy for this love to consume her completely.

    Flicking the switch to the kettle she checked the fridge for the essentials she needed for the task at hand. Working her way back to the work surface, pouring the boiling water to dissolve the coffee beans in the mugs. Her thoughts travelled back to the woman she loved with so much of herself she often felt weak. Every thought, embrace and kiss consuming every fibre of her being. But had that all been a lie? She wanted Cat but was this just a rouse because Cat now missed her and her actions had caught up with her in this sticky situation.

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