Lizzie couldn’t settle. Little Katie had fallen asleep in her arms, yet she remained rooted by
Katie thought she’d married a gentleman… While she settled the bill at the supermarket, Steve
“Better to be convenient than beautiful?” “Elen, have you lost your marbles?”
The waiting area hums with the usual weekday hospital murmur. People scroll through phones, mutter low
Eleanor stands frozen as Thomas walks out, abandoning her with baby Amelia asleep in her arms.
Long ago, in a quiet village cushioned by English hills, Margaret Davenport grumbled about her son-in-law
“This soft bed, yet a restless night.” “Ah, now I hope you aren’t just stopping
**Thursday, 15th June** While Emily was paying for the groceries, Thomas lingered by the door.
“Don’t you dare talk about my mother like that!” Oliver slammed his fist on the table, rattling
The teacups clattered as Sophie slammed her palm onto the café table. “Emma, have you absolutely lost the plot?