Emily Taylor

Every morning, Emily Cartwright, 29, fastened her well-worn blue apron and welcomed customers at The

“Blimey, who the devil are you?” rumbled a deep voice from the bedroom as Emily pushed open

The blizzard was frightful. The roads were buried—impossible to walk or drive. The front door wouldn’t

—Mum, don’t tell me you forgot! — Emily shrieked, barging into the hallway and flinging her designer

A dazzling beam of sunlight pierced through the curtains, illuminating the tense faces around the dining

A dazzling beam of sunlight pierces through the curtains, illuminating the tense faces around the dining

**Diary Entry** I walked into my flat after a gruelling day at the office, desperate for a hot bath and

Emily froze as her mother-in-law’s words registered. Her fingers went slack, and the tray in her hands

Emily froze as her mother-in-law’s words echoed in her ears. Her fingers loosened their grip, and the

The sharp knock at the door startled Evelyn awake. She tightened her robe and peered through the peephole—a