La vida

“If you ever call my cooking slop again, youll be eating out on the street!” said Emily to

**Diary Entry 12th November** When I reached the table, my mother-in-law slapped me across the face.

Evelyn, enough! begged her husband, his voice echoing like a distant siren you make living under one

My patience has finally run out: Why my wifes daughter will never set foot in our home again Im Mark

My patience has finally snapped: why my wifes daughter will never set foot in our home again Im Mark

“No. Weve decided its best if you dont bring your wife and child into this flat. We wont tolerate

Twobed flat? Not without me! Ill put the lease in Roses name and move in with you. Youre living alone

An apartment for two? Not a chance! Ill put the flat in Mollys name and move in with you. Youre living

I whispered, I want a divorce, and turned my face away. It was a bleak evening in London when Emma quietly