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and anger no matter how hard she tried.
    “Oh here we go, let’s start the water works. That’s your answer to everything isn’t it Leah. Let’s start crying to avoid the argument!” Grabbing a beer, Ryan left the room and sat himself down on the sofa.
    Leah wiped her face with her hands, trying to compose herself, before grabbing the shopping bag with her candles in and leaving the room, going upstairs to hide in the bathroom.
     
    Sitting in the hot water in the bath, Leah let the tears flow freely, all sorts of thoughts running through her mind. Was it her fault Emma had gotten hurt? Was Ryan right? Or was he being unfair? Would life be better off if she packed her things and left with the kids?
    She needed space, she needed to get away and she couldn’t wait until she went to Devon, to Daniel and Carries for a break. She needed space to get her head together and she wanted advice from her best friend, advice she would never ask for over the phone.
     

Chapter 5
     
    Monday morning came around way too soon and Leah found the events of the weekend, made it a struggle to pull herself out of bed. The fight she had had with Ryan had put her in a bad mood and all she wanted to do was ignore the world and crawl back under the covers and sleep.
    Once the kids were at school, she flopped herself on the sofa, flicking through all the rubbish daytime television, before checking her phone, and noticing she had missed messages from Greg.
     
    GregB: Hey Leah, it was great bumping into you. I plan to stay around for a few days. Are you free to meet up for a catch-up?
     
    Leah ran her hand over forehead and fingers through her hair. Did she want to meet up? Did she want to bring back memories from the past? She had enjoyed seeing Greg briefly in the supermarket but blushed as she remembered her reaction to his kiss on her cheek.
    Scolding herself, Leah laughed out loud. She felt so stupid, what a silly reaction to have from just a small kiss that meant nothing. It had been over sixteen years since she had last seen Greg prior to the supermarket, and she was now a wife and a mother.
    Surely meeting for a quick catch up wouldn’t do any harm? At the end of the day, they were both adults and they knew each other’s circumstances. Before she could change her mind she had replied saying that she was free most days and didn’t have much planned this week.
    It wasn’t even a minute before she received a reply.
     
    GregB: Great, how about today then? At Hemmings?
     
    Hemmings was a small coffee shop in the centre of town, it tried hard to be an upmarket version of Starbucks but with the obvious lack of budget, it didn’t do well at it.
    Walking through the door, Leah took in a deep breath, butterflies floating through her tummy, making her feel very sick. Glancing around the tables, she couldn’t see Greg anywhere, and decided to order and grab somewhere to sit and compose herself before he arrived.
    Taking a seat in a window booth, the only available table in the place, she sat picking nervously at her nails. Although she hadn’t had them done that long ago, the constant picking and biting she had done, from stress had made them look shabby and she knew she would need to get them redone again soon.
    Stirring the cappuccino slowly, she stared out of the window at the people walking passed. Trying to imagine and guess what their lives were like and where they were going. Glancing at her phone, she noticed Greg was already over 10 minutes late. She firstly started to doubt herself on the time and location and quickly double checked her messages. Once she knew she definitely had it right, she slumped into the chair, assuming Greg must have changed his mind.
    Two hands covered Leah's shoulders from behind her and gently squeezed, warm, masculine hands, and she jumped at the touch.
    “I am so sorry I’m late, I had the letting agent on the phone about a flat and I couldn’t get rid of him. I was on the phone so couldn’t message