Emily Taylor

She gathered her belongings and walked out on amicable terms, the note from Lauras wife read yesterday.

Dear Diary, Mothers voice rang in my head this morning, How do you picture it, love? Two weeks under

Move out and live on your own, my husband declares. I begin a serious talk with my wife over dinner.

Emily watched her daughter Olivia scramble to get ready for a meeting with her dad. Do you think Dad

12November2025 Today I sat by the kitchen window watching a gentle summer drizzle over the roofs of Manchester

I try not to think about what happened, but the memory stays stubborn. My wife, Lydia, never presses

Sit with the child, youll have to, youre a grandmother after all, theyd said. Lucy, are you sure now

Simon came back with flowers hoping to make peace, but he didnt get past the doorstep, I told you, laughing.

23February not just a day for the lads. Today Eleanor Titton turns thirty, a nice round number, a true

Harry declared that I must tend to his mates, and I slipped away to the park. Gwen, why are you dawdling?