Beep... Beep... The alarm going off brought Cat back to the present. Lifting her arm, she hit the alarm to turn it off. She hadn’t slept last night, and her pillow was wet again from crying...Getting up, Cat headed into the bathroom for a shower. She could call in sick, but that was being cowardly. At some point, she had to face Eric.Standing under the shower, she washed her hair and body quickly, then found the first thing in her wardrobe to wear. Really not interested, she dressed and pulled her wet red hair back in a ponytail low on her head.Applying much needed makeup to hide the lack of sleep and the puffiness around her eyes. Adding more makeup than she would normally wear. Today she was glad no one at the office knew about Eric and her, because she couldn’t handle any snide remarks or comments.Jo was her friend, and she would sympathise not criticise what Cat was going through. However, some of Eric’s employees did not share the same sentiment. One in particular seemed to ha
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
Two months later, Cat hurried across the foyer at Logan holdings inc. Sydney office. Cat was running late for work.It was days like this that she missed having her own car. Public transport sucked. The buses always got stuck in traffic and the trains were often full.Stepping into a lift just before the doors closed. She let out a sigh of relief, only to then silently groan upon realising the identity of the person she was sharing the elevator with. She was sure everyone has a work nemesis, and Claudia was hers.Now Cat wished she had missed this lift because she could guarantee Claudia couldn’t help herself and would say something to put her in a bad mood for the rest of the day.Cat had first thought the other woman hadn’t known about Eric and Cat’s affair. During the last two months Claudia’s snide remarks, also comments had indicated that she had known. She had also implied that it hadn’t been a secret to everyone.Whether she had figured it out on her own or Eric had told her, C
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
Sometime later, Cat opened her eyes to a splitting headache. To see Eric lifting her out of his car, Cat was a little disorientated and confused.“Eric? What?”“Shhh, Cat, it’s alright. Just relax.” His tone was reassuring.She did just that. Her head hurt too much to fight him. She couldn’t remember why him being here was a bad idea. The headache fried her brain, making it difficult for her to think clearly. She needed to get her thoughts together first.Sighing, Cat melted into Eric’s muscular arms, letting his intoxicating scent wash over her. God, he smelled good.She loved his smell so much; she had hidden a shirt of his in her bedroom. When she had returned all his other things, she hadn’t included the shirt. She hadn’t washed it, for the times she really needed him, and he wasn’t there. The closest thing she had was his unwashed shirt.Cat heard Eric open her front door. He must have taken the key from her handbag. He headed straight for the bedroom with Cat still in his arms. S
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’
In front of her mirror, Cat turned this way and that. Making sure before she left for work that she didn’t look pregnant.She had been back at work for just over four weeks, making her three and a half months pregnant. She had gained weight, but luckily her stomach had shown no sign as yet, but she knew it was just a matter of time.Because this was her first pregnancy and at first, she had lost weight; it was taking longer to show. It was inevitable for her to start showing, given that she was pregnant with twins.This week she was going to have to hand in her notice. During the time in Cowra with Jack and Dawn, Cat had talked, planned, and marvelled in their love. Dawn had fed her up, worried about the weight loss.Shaking her head now, Cat ran her hands over her figure. Well, in six weeks total, she had definitely put on weight. Touching her sensitive breasts. Cat had already gone up a cup size. Luckily, Cat had clothes that didn’t show her breasts off and helped hide the increase i
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