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The next morning, Laura woke to the sun sneaking around the corner of the blinds. Although yesterday was emotional, to say the least, Laura felt lighter. Open. As if the hard casing protecting her heart was beginning to crack and crumble away. But she still had no idea where her future lay. Was it here with Tom? And what about Rachel? And Ryan and Rachel’s son Mitchell? Her thoughts confused her. If only her mum was here. She’d know what to do.
The thought of her mum made her throat snag. How she longed for a warm hug. She closed her eyes and imagined snuggling into her mother like they used to on the couch. A ball of love, her mum called it. They’d snuggle for what felt like hours, and everything, no matter how bad, would feel right with the world.
Laura contemplated what life would
