Emily Taylor

Roman and Eleanor spent seven years together since school days. They never had children. It just didn’t happen.

Natasha bit back her tears, swallowing them deep inside, determined not to ruin the gathering.

My Husband’s Double Life “You didn’t sleep here again, Ian,” I said, my voice

The divorce was final, and my ex-wife and I were splitting our possessions when she dropped the clanger. “

**Diary Entry** Seven years Robert and Lydia lived together, inseparable since grammar school.

All the neighbours knew Arthur was a useless as a chocolate teapot, sometimes a complete nincompoop

Everyone on Cherry Blossom Lane knew Nigel as a hopeless case – sometimes a clumsy oaf like a sheep

Emily thought she had married for love… While she handled payment at the shop, Simon lingered near the exit.

In the shifting haze of a dream, the words of Eric Arthur Blair drift like smoke: *“When you ask for

Lizzie couldn’t settle. Little Katie had fallen asleep in her arms, yet she remained rooted by