Margaret Sinclair leaves the keys to her flat with her best friend Emily while she goes on holiday, and
Dear Diary, I have always believed that love could be bought with moneythat if I could provide everything
Charlie was so fed up with endless nights out, onenight flings and relentless dating that when he met
I still recall the way the man I had once dreamed of left his wife for me, though I never imagined how
12April2025 Diary The smell of damp earth after a drizzle was the only thing that kept me tethered to
Ты думала, я подождёшь меня всё это время? рассмеялась в лицо Джеймсу Эмили. Десять лет? Ну, конечно
Das Telefon zuckte bei dem ersten zaghaften Klingeln, dann brach ein unaufhörliches, schrilles Kreischen los.
¿Qué ha hecho? se atragantó María con el café y clavó la mirada en su amiga. Laura estaba sentada frente
I want to tell you a tale that still knots my heart into a tight little ball, then unties it slowly
He left her with the kids. Ten years later he turned up but she was no longer the same woman.