The house felt like a fever dream, walls bending as Nina swayed in the doorway. The thermometer blinked 102.
The summer sun scorched the quiet town of Greenfield like a hammer on asphalt, melting away any lingering coolness.
**The Free Loader**Misha finally fell asleep around three in the morning. I sat on the edge of the bed
Emma signed the last document with a sigh of relief, leaning back in the solicitors chair. September
**Journal Entry 15th March** Bloody hell, Ive had enough! How much longer can this go on? My wifes always
Emma stood by the chipped grey doors of the maternity ward, frozen like a statue, the weight of solitude
**Diary Entry 15th October**Before my father passed away, he made my stepmother leave the house.
**Monday, 12th November**Life after the wedding was peacefuljust the way Oliver and I had dreamed.
“Love, dont go thinking the worst! Im not homeless. My names Michael Simmons. I came to see my daughter.
A wealthy young man, heartbroken after a painful breakup, decided to marry the first woman whod have him.
