Emily Taylor

Marrying a Millionaire The town had nearly shed its winter coat, the pavements crusted with sand and

Happiness at the New Year’s Rate “Thanks, Mum,” murmured Edward, stretching as he pushed

**Forget About Her, Mate** Early on a Sunday morning, Andrew’s phone buzzed. Groggy, he grabbed it, squinting

Alright, so picture this—it’s early morning in the maternity ward, and in walks this lovely obstetrician, Dr.

*Forget About Her, Mate* Early on a Sunday morning, Andrew was woken by a knock. Half-asleep, he grabbed

**A Fair Agreement** Natalie was slipping away slowly, painfully. Her body, exhausted by endless chemotherapy

A Biting Wind and a Spark of Kindness The wind howled through the streets that bitter winter evening

A Fair Agreement Charlotte was slipping away slowly and painfully. Her body, exhausted from endless rounds

Molly smoothed the hem of her dress in front of the mirror, touched up her lips with a soft pink gloss

It’s Never Too Late “Mother, have you completely lost your mind?” The words struck Lydia