Emily Taylor

The Runaway Bride James stepped off the train, nodded goodbye to the ticket inspector, and made his way

**The Gilded Cage** Molly crept into the flat, peeling off her coat as quietly as she could, not wanting

One rainy October evening, Evensong had just ended. The church was nearly empty—most parishioners had

“So you don’t have a man of your own, so you go after someone else’s? Some friend you are. I don’t want

**The Gilded Cage** Emily slipped into the flat, careful not to wake her mum as she kicked off her new

“Please, give me back my son. I’ll give you anything you want,” whispered Nadine, barely

“Mum, don’t marry him,” “Mum, Jack has asked me to move in with him,”

“Got no man of your own, so you go after mine? Some friend you are. I don’t want to see your face

**How do you think you’ll live with yourself if your husband’s innocent child, little Daisy, ends up

“Mum, don’t marry him.” “Mum, Oliver asked me to move in with him,”