La vida

Your heart? Youre only twelvewhat do you know about hearts? I know that if it beats wrong, a person dies

**Diary Entry 30th May** The lock clicked, and Emily, careful not to make a sound, slipped inside.

Dear Diary, Tonight I found myself on the old stone veranda of the Rhodes manor, my wooden walking stick

My wife tends to the home while Im here with you, my love.A stranger called, and I heard my husbands

Olivia, you cant just kick the child out! Andrews voice trembled with outrage. Shes little, in a town

Some old ladies are more important than a family, I muttered, halflaughing, halfangry. Mum, I get it

Where are you off to now? I asked, looking up from my phone. Daniel was zipping up his coat at the door

May I eat with you? the homeless girl asked the billionaire, and his answer brought tears to everyones

I could not simply slip away. In the haze of a London night, Poppy Whitaker and William Hart wed, despite

“Heart? You’re only twelvewhat do you know about the heart?” “I know that if