Catherine finds comfort and safety within simply but a creamy beige microfibre blanket adorned with roses, but it was more than that.

Excerpt:

'It was true, Catherine was certainly experiencing hardship. A raging war she simply couldn't win. It felt as if she were locked in a dark room, numbed of emotion. She didn't feel sad, she just felt... lost.

l o s t .'

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A/N: Hello everyone! I hope you enjoy this short piece. There are mentions of cutting in this story, and although I have not experienced any form of self-harm (nor do I encourage it), I completely understand it is a serious and sensitive epidemic. I do not intend to offend anyone.