La vida
**Diary Entry – 8th May** Mum fastened her hair with an amber clip and said, “Remember, Sophie
“Mother, I can’t live like this anymore,” Charlotte stood by the window, gazing at
“You Didn’t Earn My Tears” *”Never forget, Emily: if it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t
Too Much Love Emily woke to the smell of fried onions and a strange clattering. The room was still dark
Three Women, One Kitchen, and Not a Drop of Peace “Right. Monday’s mine. Tuesday’s Mum.
“So soft the bed, yet sleep so strained. ‘Well, this time, Emily, surely you’re not just
Clara had been working as the secretary to the chief engineer at a sprawling textile mill in Manchester.
**Diary Entry** “Just do your job,” James said flatly, eyes glued to his phone. “
**The Lead of Discord** “Daniel, get up and walk Baron—I’m not a robot!” Andrew Carter