La vida

**Diary Entry** I just wanted to be happy. Evelyn kicked the duvet aside, flipped her damp pillow to

Emily tossed aside the duvet, flipped her damp pillow to the cooler side, and settled back down.

**Diary Entry** *You know how he looks at you? With love and pure admiration,* my daughter said, clearly

**Diary Entry** Charlie and I lived alone—just us two. His father existed, of course, but he wasn’t part

Kiera kept glancing at the clock. Time was crawling at a snail’s pace, slow and sticky. There was still

“Did she leave her daughter with me?” The horrifying thought sent a flush of heat through

**Diary Entry – 12th May** It was a quiet Tuesday afternoon when Mr. Bennett walked in—our regular, always

Oliver pulled up to the petrol pump and rolled down his window. “Premium unleaded, fill it up,”

Do you know how he looks at you? With love and admiration, declared her daughter, rather pleased with herself.

The Second Chance “Joan, are you heading home?” Her colleague, Charlotte, tapped impatiently