Cyrus Hargrave

My husband and I denied ourselves everything just so our daughters could have a better life.

He took two sausages off my plate and told me I needed to lose weight. After six years of marriage, I’d

In a quiet town near York, where cobbled streets whisper echoes of the past, my life at twenty-seven

Our son rented out our flat without even bothering to tell us. We gave him everything, and in return

“Not a single pound until she divorces him”—that’s what I told my daughter. I won’t help her anymore

At forty-four, I discovered I was pregnant—alone, bewildered, suspended between dread and something like wonder.

**Diary Entry** My son told me I was tearing his family apart. All I did was ask his wife to wash her

**Diary Entry** Preparing for my sixtieth birthday, I poured my heart into every detail. A week before

For three long years, I’ve been trapped in a nightmare that refuses to end. It all began the day my son

**Diary Entry** I made the choice not to tell my husband about my pay rise. He took offence, packed his