Emily Taylor

A Right to Myself The morning began, as always, with silence. Not the sort that lingers in a house when

A Little Mistake No way! Youre kidding me! Emma jerked the steering wheel without intending to and nearly

The Freedom to Be Yourself You know, sometimes I wonder what wouldve happened if I hadnt taken the plunge

Boundaries of Love It feels like a lifetime ago, but I still remember it all so vividlythose early days

Step by Step Are you home? I asked Emma during my lunch break, keeping my voice short. Yes, she replied

The scent of perfume in the car was far too thick, spilled heavy and shimmering like morning mist turned syrup.

Where Happiness Lives Beatrice sat alone in the kitchen, her hands wrapped around a steaming mug.

The Trap of Jealousy Emma was perched on her bed, engrossed in scrolling through her social media feed.

History Repeats Itself A winters evening fell over the city far too earlyby half-past five, the sky was

Silent Dough Emma, do you even realise whos coming on Saturday? Victor stood in the kitchen doorway