La vida

**Diary Entry – 10th May** The phone rang at exactly seven in the morning, just as Lydia was shuffling

“Mum, open the door! Mum, please!” The boy’s fists hammered against the metal surface

I’ve been married for four years, and my husband has been nothing short of the perfect partner—hardly

I’ve been married for four years, and all this time, my husband has been the perfect partner—I can’t

“Are you serious?” Vlad’s voice trembled, not from surprise but from the effort to

Early November brought a sudden chill. A fine, stinging drizzle fell from the sky, the wind snatching

**Diary Entry** *June 3rd* “Are you serious?” Edward’s voice wavered, not from surprise

“What on earth is this?!” Emily snapped, standing in the middle of the living room, her voice

**Ten Years Wasted** “Bloody hell, Amelia!” shouted Emily, snatching the cold coffee cup

**The Door Will Not Open Again** “Mum, open the door! Mum, please!” Her son’s fists pounded