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Emily and her husband were leaving the pub where they had celebrated his birthday. The night had been splendid.

In days long past, in the heart of London, a stern-faced man named Reginald Whitmore set down a pen and

In front of everyone, my own sister humiliated me at her wedding… My name is Emily. Im 29 years old.

So, when are you moving out, love? Mum stood in the kitchen doorway, leaning against the frame with a

**Diary Entry 15th October** Fifteen years. Thats how long it had been since I last stepped foot in my

Elizabeth, we shant take much. Just pack us one of your famous pies and a few jars of that strawberry

Who are you?! Emily froze in the doorway of her own flat, unable to believe her eyes. Before her stood

Classmates were having a laugh at me during the reunion, thinking I was still a nobody But the next morning

“You’re no longer my daughter. Who he is and where he comes fromno one knows. Im ashamed of you.

**Diary Entry** Theyd kept the new holiday cottage carefully hidden from the family. Everything had to