My mother chose a man over me: how she betrayed me for a stranger My name is Poppy, Im 17, and Im from Brighton.
The man came home and, without even taking off his coat, immediately called out, “We need to talk.”
On the morning before her fiftieth birthday, Elizabeth Margaret Bennett woke up in a foul mood.
**The Bluebells** Holly and her mum missed the tram by mere seconds. The old carriage clattered away
The sky hung low and grey, as if pressing down on the world with its weight. The air felt thick, and
James ran into his ex-wife, and jealousy turned his cheeks green. He slammed the fridge door so hard
After the betrayal, my husband left me for my best friend, but three years later, stumbling upon them
Vera They had it all so simple, almost too perfect, like something out of a storybook: theyd been in
I wouldnt marry a man like that! a little girl suddenly declared outside the pub, her voice cutting through
My Wedding That Never Was: I Had a Son, and Mark Married His Mothers Choice Sometimes life crumbles like