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Patsy and Delia’s POV, I'm sorry if it's a little confusing!
It had been 3 months since Delia had gone to see Bambi with Patsy, and they had become even closer; Delia had pretty much memorised Patsy’s shifts, and she ended up seeing Patsy almost every day she could.
Yet despite their closeness, Delia often felt like she had told Patsy every detail of life, but in turn, she herself knew little of Patsy’s.
It was the end of the day, and Delia knew that Patsy wasn’t on shift, but when she knocked at her door, there was no reply. She thought for a moment, but she couldn’t come up with anything that had happened today that was particularly odd.
She knocked again, but there was still no reply. She gently pushed the door open, and saw Patsy curled up on her bed, sniffling.
“Patsy? What's wrong?” Patsy shook her head, and began to cry again. Delia sat down in the bed and edged closer to her. “Would you like to talk about it?” Patsy shook her head again. Delia pulled her into a hug and held her there until her tears began to stop.
“It's a long story.”
“I have plenty of time.”
And Patsy, much to her own surprise, slowly told Delia about her time in the camp, how she was treated so horribly, how she’d lost her Mother and sister. Once Patsy’s had finished speaking, Delia pulled her into her arms.
“Oh, Pats, I’m so sorry, I had no idea.” They looked at each other for a moment, neither of them had any words.
Delia leaned forward a little. Patsy didn’t move away.
She inched a little closer, only a few inches from Patsy’s face.
Patsy tentatively lent forwards towards Delia, she could hear Delia's heart beat and in that moment she felt more certain than she ever had. She closed the centimeters between them, gently placed her hand on Delia's cheek, and their lips met.
The kiss was gentle and short, but when they lent away from each other, neither of them could contain their happiness. They fell backwards onto the bed, Patsy felt Delia's hand reach for hers, and in that moment the past months and weeks all came together, and everything seemed to make sense.