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Torn
6 months later:
Sam was sat on the sofa waiting for Cat to get home from work. The move had brought a new light to the love she felt. But the brunette was constantly reminded of the betrayal that occurred. She worried everytime Cat went to work if she was secretly going to see Frankie. Although she wasn’t actually sure if Frankie still stuck around. She was trying to learn to trust Cat once more, but it proved difficult for this woman. She was afraid it would happen again or that it could with anybody.
Washing down her fears with another ice cold alcoholic beverage she breathed a sigh of relief as she heard Cat come through the door.
Cat found the move difficult not because she didn’t love Sam just because she was secluded from everyone and everything she’d ever known. As she jiggled the key in the door she thought to herself it was one more day she had got through but really it was just beginning as she got home. Sam had changed but she hadn’t become overly different, Cat herself knew why her behaviour could seem so peculiar. Cat wasn’t entirely unhappy but there were these underlying nagging worries maybe this wasn’t going to work out after all. She felt like she would be on trial for the rest of her life and she did not want to live in fear of her own shadow.
Hanging up her coat she made her way to the living room where the flicker of light confirmed Sam was in the same place she would always be when she got home.
Standing at the door way Cat felt uneasy, she wanted to talk with Sam but she was worried this would unnerve the woman she loved.
Sam instantly glanced over to be met with a dubious look that masked Cat’s face. Swallowing the beer she quickly composed herself. This talk had been a long time coming she thought; yet she didn’t have the bottle to bring it up first. Today was a day like so many before. Sam would work an early and leave Cat asleep, arriving home about 5 in the evening to an empty home. On which didn’t feel very lived in. She still loved Cat but through the mount of pending fears she had, only multiplied with each given day that past.


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