That night, Sam lay in turmoil. She couldn't believe the things that Phil had said to her. He had left straight after he had blurted out that he loved her leaving Sam with nothing but her thoughts which were very jumbled at the moment. If she was honest with herself, she did like Phil...a lot...but she didn't think she was ready for a relationship, especially after what she had just been through.

Phil was at home, lying flat out on top of the bed, fully clothed. He couldn't believe he had been so stupid. He kept replaying the scene in his head then thinking about it from Sams point of view. No wonder she'd remained silent.

He had loved her deep down for years and a single tear ran down his cheek as he realised he could have blown everything in a matter of seconds.

As he sat up on the bed, he replayed those few seconds again. His arms gave way and he slumped against the wall. Head in hands, he sobbed uncontrollably as he thought him and Sam could never go back to just friends now.

Sam didn't sleep until the early hours of the morning. She couldn't stop these thoughts about Phil from coming. She liked him and thought he was gorgeous but she wasn't sure if she wanted a relationship with him. She had been there to see his numerous affairs and one night stands, his marriage breakdown and the birth of his two children to different mothers. She thought to herself that he is not the kind of man she had dreamt of marrying since she was a child but she couldn't ignore these feelings any longer.

Sam slowly drifted into a very uneasy sleep and found herself dreaming about her ex-husband, Glen. She dreamt about how nice he had seemed at first. How loving and tender but then how everything had changed and she had found out he was a child murderer. He had broken her trust in men and she had thought nobody could ever heal the wounds he had made inside.

Sam woke with a start and was surprised to see sunlight flooding in through the window. She felt like she had only just shut her eyes minutes ago, not hours.

The nurse walked over to her.

"Good morning Samantha, how are you feeling this morning?"

"Much better thankyou" she replied, raising herself into a sitting position.

"Well your free to go after you've eaten some breakfast" The nurse smiled and turned to leave but Sam called her back.

"Wait...could you make a phonecall for me please?"

"Of course. Who to?"

"Phil Hunter. Could you ask him to come and pick me up please."

Sam gave the nurse Phils number and slumped back against her pillows.

She had made her decision...