I always thought of myself as the sort of mum who’d move mountains for her kids. From sleepless nights

**Diary Entry – 12th October** I’ve always been one of those women who live entirely for their children.

Oh, you’re gonna love this story—it’s one of those hidden gems that makes you believe in fate.

I married a divorced man, and now I’m considering divorce myself—his daughter is planning to move

I always was one of those women who live for their children. From sleepless nights when my son was little

For many years, Edith Whitmore lived alone in a cosy two-bedroom flat nestled in the quiet streets of

Margaret Whitmore had spent decades in her cosy two-bedroom flat in an old quarter of Canterbury.

**Diary Entry** I don’t think my children remember I exist. I warned them—either they step up, or I sell

*The Fate Hidden in a Lost Wallet* Margaret Bennett wiped her hands on her apron and glanced at the closed

**Diary Entry – 15th June** I set the table, lit the candles, and placed his favourite roast chicken