Walton Merritt

Where Happiness Lives I remember how Emily once sat alone in the kitchen, her slender hands wrapped around

I have savings in the bank and a house full of children, but last Sunday, I realised I’

The Trap of Jealousy Emma sat cross-legged on her bed, scrolling endlessly through her social media feed.

Fate Repeating The winter evening crept over London far too early. By half-past five the sky had turned

Betrayal Behind the Façade of Friendship This year, winter in London truly outdid itself. The city was

When Its Already Too Late I stood by the entrance of my new block of flats this evening, a rather nondescript

The daughter of the wealthy businessman was given just three months to live until the new housemaid uncovered

So, it went like this. So you want to take the coat as well? Joanne asked quietly, even though inside

I was washing up at the kitchen sink, lost in my own thoughts, when my husband stormed in, shouting.

I never wanted a child! Mark shouts at his wife, his voice cracking in the heat of their argument, unaware