La vida

**Diary Entry** I hurried home tonight. It was already past ten, and all I wanted was to reach my house

The Seaside Town Evening settled over the small coastal town. Autumn hadn’t quite made itself felt yet

**Monday, 10th June** The baby’s cries cut through the cramped cabin, sharp and insistent. A few passengers

THE HANDKERCHIEF. “Greg’s snoring again!” thought Veronica with irritation. She pushed away

**Diary Entry – October 12th** That evening split my life into “before and after.”

“You’ve let yourself go. Put on weight. I don’t want to find someone else—I swear, there’s no one else.

**Diary Entry** The halls of Wetherby Academy always smelled faintly of leather and old books, the kind

That evening cleaved Lucy’s life into a stark “before and after.” “

**Diary Entry – 7th April** Today, of all days, I set the table for three. One seat—empty, as always.

**THE HANDKERCHIEF** “Greg’s snoring again!” Emily thought irritably. She pushed her husband’s