I down a shot at the bar and turn around just in time to see her kiss Matthew for the photographer. Lara catches my eye for a second and looks away. I'm her bridesmaid; I should be over there, making sure she looks good, holding her flowers. But the truth...
Applause ripples through the room as my husband Charlie and his business partner take to the stage, cutting through the gala tables in their expensive tuxedos and smiling from ear to ear. The awards night theme music booms from several speakers above us a...
My publicist Emily leads me to a table where several stacks of my books are piled like Jenga towers. My stomach stirs at the sight. I love book tours and this is the first stop on a two-week jaunt across the country to promote my second novel. Before the...
I take a pew at the back, partially obscured by an ornate pillar. Mourners trickle past me, some familiar. It’s the first time I’ve been home in a decade and everyone looks kind of weathered. Except him, that is. Josh turns around as the church organ roar...
The rain pounded against the Velux window above my head in relentless, hail-like bursts. The journey home from work earlier had been a blur; the dated underground carriage lurching from side to side as I stared through the window at the dark tunnel walls...
The car came to pick me up at six next morning. As instructed by Liam, I had packed an overnight bag, but I still had no idea where we were heading to. The only clue I’d been given was that it involved flying of some kind. Tossing and turning all night, I...
I was almost home by the time I realised that my phone was still charging in Liam’s apartment. “Shit,” I said, prompting his chauffeur to tap the brakes as we approached Clapham Common. “Everything okay?” He looked at me through the rear-view mirror and i...
The driving rain pelted the ground as I emerged from the London Underground and made my way through the crowds of damp commuters towards the office. It was two weeks before Christmas and the shopfronts twinkled with sparkling festoon lighting and colourfu...
The mid-morning sunlight cut through the kitchen blinds, casting bright stripes on the bench-top where Olivia had stationed her laptop and mug of coffee. It was Valentine's Day and Matt hadn't reserved anywhere for dinner yet. She typed 'best restaurants...
The lush English countryside passed in a blur of yellow and green as the express train whizzed towards London. Sitting in a business class carriage near the front, Rachael shuffled her conference speech notes and rehearsed the talk again in her head. It w...
He’s standing at the altar. It’s the first time in ten years that I’ve seen him and my stomach leaps up into my chest cavity. The faces on either side of me blur into a mass of toothy smiles as the church organ roars into life. I try to focus on my job a...
