**Diary Entry 17th June** I still cant believe it. The moneyfive years of scrimping and saving, gone.
**The Price of a Mistress** *»Have you lost your mind? You spent the money we saved for five years
Paul never came back. His things were gone. The wardrobe held nothing but empty hangers. On the nightstand
**Diary Entry A New Beginning** I took a slow, deep breath, trying to steady the tremor in my knees.
The air in the room thickened like custard left out too long. Mums staying put! Youre the one wholl be
We never meant for any of this to happen, it just sort of fell into place. Emma set a plate of scrambled
Celia volvía a casa después del trabajo con el ánimo por los aires: el jefe la había dejado salir antes
Youve got no mother left! bellowed the motherinlaw. Forget that you ever had a mum. After youre married
«Ludmila,» my mother-in-law said, «Oliver and I have talked it over. You wont be living
¡No puede ser! exclamó Aitana, incrédula, mientras las tazas de café volaban de la mesa y se estrellaban