Hey love, let me tell you the one about Edward Wellington youll love it. Edward wasnt like the other lads, but nobody knew that. By day...
I cant keep living a lie, whispered Valerie, her voice trembling over the clinking of cutlery. Lucy stared at the menu, her hand trembling as she...
Stop, you madman! a voice roared as the slap landed hard on the billionaires cheek. Charlottes face flushed red, her cheeks tingling from the impact. Around...
12October The night was crisp, the kind of October chill that makes the hedges turn bronze. I was settled in my favourite armchair by the fire,...
28October2025 Dear Diary, I never imagined that I would spend months pretending to be a lowpaid gatekeeper just to feel a heartbeat that wasnt tied to...
Silence. It was so complete that James didnt even realise at first what had roused him. No alarm clock, no clatter in the kitchen, no splash...
I still recall that bitter Christmas Eve, years ago, when the snow fell hard enough to mute the clatter of Londons fogladen streets. The city lay...
Whatever is written in the stars will unfold, even in dreams that wobble like a ship in a fogfilled harbor. As Arthur Hollis was being sent...
The flat was dead quiet. It was such a grave silence that I didnt even realise at first what had woken me. No alarm clock, no...
Im sorry I didnt live up to your expectations! It all unfolds like a joke or a melodramatic TV episode: its evening, Tom is at his...
Step back! he roared. I never vowed to marry you! And I dont even know whose baby this is. Maybe...
Emily was being way too clingy about helping around the house, so I gave her a gentle shove toward the...
Margaret, must I keep calling you Mrs. Whitaker? I asked, trying to keep the tremor out of my voice. Explain...
26October2025 I can hardly believe Im writing this, but I need to get it out of my head before the...
I stopped ironing Jamess shirts the day he dismissed my work as just sitting at home. Come on, Emily, what...
James said he was off on a work trip, but I found his car parked outside my best friends flat....
The brides mother, Margaret Whitfield, slid me into the worst table with a sardonic smile. Know your place, she sneered....
Rain tapped against the sill of the little rented twobedroom flat. James watched the droplets trace strange patterns on the...
Granddad, yes! Sam, a lanky boy wrapped in a coat far too big for him, clutched his grandfathers hand, shuffling...
The Keller manor in Surrey sat poised in its immaculate, chilly silence most days, its marble corridors echoing only with...