Cat couldn’t deal with the bus. She wasn’t sure about the timetable at this time of the day, so she flagged down a passing taxi and jumped in. It only took 20 minutes to get to her townhouse outside of peak hour traffic.Walking fast up the short drive, she turned the corner into her covered entryway and stopped dead. Eric was leaning against her door, arms folded against his chest, glaring at her.How did he manage to get here so quickly? Cat moved in front of him, lifting her head defiantly, sighing Cat said, “Look Eric, everything that needed saying was said in the letter I left you.”Eric straightened away from the door, looking grim. He grabbed the keys she was holding and opened her door. He then turned, hooking his hand on her elbow, and dragged her into the townhouse. Cat spun away from him, rubbing her elbow.“Was that really necessary?” she snipped angrily.Eric pocketed her keys and slammed the front door closed, making Cat jump.“You said all you wanted to say! What about w

By noon, Cat’s lack of appetite during lunch wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. She had lost weight over the last two months. Being slim anyway, she could ill afford the five kilos and it wasn’t a good look on her. The weight loss had come off everywhere but her bust, being a D cup that was one place, she would have been happy to lose some weight.Even when she ate, she still lost weight. Her eyes were hollow, and her hair was limp. She was keeping it pulled away from her face in a knot for work. That way, it wasn’t so obvious.Cat was currently using more makeup than she had ever used, and she couldn’t seem to shake this damn flu. It had lingered for three weeks. This was part of the reason she didn’t eat. It was also helping with making her look like shit. She had never known a flu to last so long. It was unfair because she had had her flu shot this year.Everything tasted and smelled horrible. Alongside the flu, headaches were another side effect. Cat had one now. It seemed worse

Cat strolled into the house's front door, reminiscing about the best years of her life. Which was her foster home, belonging to Jack and Dawn Nelson’s.She felt like she had come home. Cat had been lucky finding a home with the Nelson’s. Most kids got turned out at eighteen from foster care. At that time, the government covered expenses until the child reached eighteen. Leaving many kids without somewhere to live.Cat had got a job after school and paid her way to help the Nelsons. She had to study at night. They had told her didn’t need to work. They saw her as their own, having never been lucky enough to have children of their own. She was their girl.Leaving her handbag and keys near the front door. The first thing that hit Cat was the smell of bread baking, smiling to herself. No one made bread like Dawn. Her foster mother had never bought bread from a shop, always making it from scratch.Before walking into the kitchen, Cat paused to get her feelings under control. She still hadn’

Allison really hadn’t asked too many questions, only the basics. It was Jo who was full of questions when they met for lunch the following Monday, and Cat had let her friend know she was leaving in four weeks.Jo had been asking a lot of questions since she disappeared from the office that day. She had fallen sick and Eric had taken her home. Then Cat had taken two weeks of unplanned leave off. Jo was her friend, but she just couldn’t share anything about the pregnancy with her or the real reason she was leaving. It wasn’t fair to burden Jo with the knowledge.She knew about Eric and her and it being over. That was enough. Feeling drained, Cat returned to her office and worked for a few hours before she started going through the CVs of possible replacements for her.Allison and Cat hadn’t broadcasted yet the fact she was leaving. Yes, Jo knew and HR but that was it. It wasn’t a secret, just not widely known. Everyone would find out soon enough when they found the right person to replac

At her townhouse, Cat made tea for her and coffee for Eric. Taking both into the lounge room, Cat handed Eric his cup, careful not to touch him. Sighing as she sat down in the single chair facing Eric who had sat in the two-seater.“Back at the office. You said something about leaving! Where were you going?”“How much of the conversation had you heard?” Cat almost hoped that he had heard Claudia in total bitch mode. Claudia had said some horrible things about his mother. It’s about time Eric heard the true Claudia.“Just that you are pregnant. I’m the father and you planned on leaving without telling me.” Cat ran it through her mind, thinking about what had been said and when during her spat with Claudia. Shit, that was right at the end. The last thing said. So, he hadn’t heard Claudia being a bitch.“Why?” Eric asked.Cat shrugged. “No reason, I was just wondering, that’s all.”Cat looked down at her tea, taking a sip. She needed to tell him about having twins. Soon.“I handed in my n