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Back Because She Loves Me Save as PDF
Chapters (50)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Page
  3. Dedication Page
  4. Contents
  5. One
  6. Two
  7. Three
  8. Four
  9. Five
  10. Six
  11. Seven
  12. Eight
  13. Nine
  14. Ten
  15. Eleven
  16. Twelve
  17. Thirteen
  18. Fourteen
  19. Fifteen
  20. Sixteen
  21. Seventeen
  22. Eighteen
  23. Ninteen
  24. Twenty
  25. Twenty-one
  26. Twenty-two
  27. Twenty-three
  28. Twenty-four
  29. Twenty-five
  30. Twenty-six
  31. Twenty-seven
  32. Twenty-eight
  33. Twenty-nine
  34. Thirty
  35. Thirty-one
  36. Thirty-two
  37. Thirty-three
  38. Thirty-four
  39. Thirty-five
  40. Thirty-six
  41. Thirty-seven
  42. Thirty-eight
  43. Thirty-nine
  44. Forty
  45. Forty-one
  46. Forty-two
  47. Epilogue
  48. Letter From the Author
  49. Acknowledgements
  50. About the Author

And of course there was all the other weird stuff going on too. That feeling of being followed, for one. Well, now we know that Fraser was following you about because he was still hung up on you. Rachel encountered him on one of her trips up to London (she could travel quickly between here and Eastbourne on her bike). We had two stalkers, one each, and they joined forces in an attempt to break us up. He hasn’t admitted it but Rachel told me Fraser pushed me down the stairs of the Tube station. It was because she was hoping I’d end up in a wheelchair. I expect he thought you wouldn’t want to be with me anymore if that happened.

Other things that made me, stupidly, begin to feel suspicious about you . . . Well, of course, there was your jealousy. I was so shocked after that night I spent at Sasha’s and saw a different side to you. Now I know that that was all it was: jealousy. But being completely honest, seeing your anger that night made me wonder what you were capable of.

There was the small stuff too: I didn’t know if I believed you about losing my bag on the bus, thought you had deliberately got rid of my old photos; my female Facebook friends vanishing (that was Rachel); my photography book going missing . . .

Charlie, you should have just asked to borrow it – though if I’d known you wanted to cut it up for your artwork I’d have bought you a new copy!

What else? God, there’s so much. Victor being framed as a paedophile. Again, that was Rachel, though I’m not entirely sure why she did it. Was she worried about me working with and meeting other women? Or did she want me to have no money? Maybe she thought that if I was completely skint I’d have to leave my flat, go and stay with Tilly. Who knows what twisted logic went through her head?

Anyway, Rachel set up the page about Victor and paid one of the temps in his office to plant the kiddie porn on his computer.

Finally, there was the attack on Kristi. I know that you tried to bribe Kristi to stop her being my cleaner. I don’t know exactly why you did that. Did you feel threatened by her or was it because you thought she was being exploited? Maybe a bit of both. But the police don’t think it was Rachel who attacked her. Moseley thinks it’s something to do with Albanian gangs.

So there you go. All the reasons why I betrayed you. It’s quite a list, isn’t it? The kind of stuff that would keep conspiracy theorists going for years! But I know I shouldn’t joke about it . . . It all contributed to my confusion and paranoia. It’s not an excuse. But it is the reason.