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A/N: This is a little later than anticipated because I've been ill, but anywayyy 🫶🏼

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Taylor

Taylor's morning had started pretty much like most of her days at the moment.

She would wake up. Feed the cats. Make herself something to eat. Attempt to write something. Before crashing on the sofa for the rest of the afternoon to binge watch any trashy reality show or other series.

This particular morning Taylor had just gotten out of bed to feed the cats when a call came through from her Mom.

As the singer began to make herself breakfast she switched the phone to speaker.

"Hey Mom."

"Hi darling,how are you?"

Taylor grimaced at the question.

Fine.

The answer was on the tip of her tongue. It never came though and her Mom realised the refusal to say anything said it all.

"Oh Tay..."

"I'm surviving."

Taylor said through a choked voice.

"Can I come and see you?"

"Not yet."

It was too soon...Taylor needed time, she needed to recover.

Or wallow in self doubt.

No. Heal.

She needed to heal.

"I love you Mom,you know that."

"I do."

Taylor felt bad,she honestly did,but as far as human contact went in the three months she had been in hiding,only two people had been inside the cottage she currently resided in.

Tree, for the obvious reasons that she was her publicist and for the fact, 'She needed to ensure Taylor didn't do anything stupid.' To quote the redhead.

The second person was Blake Lively.
For no other reason than the fact Taylor knew that she couldn't be completely alone...for the sake of her sanity. Blake had pretty much informed the singer she would hunt her down if Taylor hadn't provided her with the address.

It was nice,she would admit...knowing people that she truly valued cared.

If only she could say the same about the rest of the internet. The things still being said were enough to send the singer into a frantic panic every time she opened her social media.

As a result, Tree had deleted Twitter,Instagram and Facebook off her phone.

At first Taylor had thought it was overkill,but the temptation to check what was being said had diminished slightly.

"Taylor honey? You there?"

Andrea's worried voice snapped the singer out of her thoughts.

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