'Alright. Good.' There was a long pause as the room fell silent, except for the crackling of the fire. Beneath her, the sheepskin rug felt like a cloud and the silent stillness tickled at Katie's skin. Her body was beginning to relax; the tension of her secret ebbing away. It was over, a decision made, a future chosen. Hope and what-ifs no longer played a part and though things were not as Katie would have chosen them, not having to make a decision anymore was blissfully stress-relieving.