Chapters (107)
- Glossary
- One
- Josh
- Two
- Delaney
- Three
- Delaney
- Four
- Delaney
- Five
- Josh
- Six
- Delaney
- Seven
- Josh
- Eight
- Delaney
- Nine
- Josh
- Ten
- Delaney
- Eleven
- Josh
- Twelve
- Delaney
- Thirteen
- Delaney
- Fourteen
- Delaney
- Fifteen
- Josh
- Sixteen
- Josh
- Seventeen
- Delaney
- Eighteen
- Delaney
- Nineteen
- Josh
- Twenty
- Delaney
- Twenty-One
- Delaney
- Twenty-Two
- Delaney
- Twenty-Three
- Delaney
- Twenty-Four
- Josh
- Twenty-Five
- Josh
- Twenty-Six
- Delaney
- Twenty-Seven
- Delaney
- Twenty-Eight
- Josh
- Twenty-Nine
- Delaney
- Thirty
- Delaney
- Thirty-One
- Delaney
- Thirty-Two
- Delaney
- Thirty-Three
- Josh
- Thirty-Four
- Delaney
- Thirty-Five
- Josh
- Thirty-Six
- Delaney
- Thirty-Seven
- Josh
- Thirty-Eight
- Delaney
- Thirty-Nine
- Josh
- Forty
- Delaney
- Forty-One
- Delaney
- Forty-Two
- Delaney
- Forty-Three
- Josh
- Forty-Four
- Delaney
- Forty-Five
- Delaney
- Forty-Six
- Delaney
- Forty-Seven
- Delaney
- Forty-Eight
- Josh
- Forty-Nine
- Delaney
- Fifty
- Delaney
- Fifty-One
- Delaney
- Epilogue
- Delaney
- Also by Wendy Smith
- About the Author
I walk until I reach the end of the road and then turn right until I see the market stands, just as I was told.
Bright stalls fill a large carpark, and even at a distance it’s clear there’s a huge variety of things for sale. The scent of hot dogs and chips fills the air, and pop music plays which gives it a party atmosphere.
I’m not really sure where to start, but it’s a wonderful distraction.
I’m not there long when I hear a voice behind me.
“Delaney.”
A familiar voice with an English accent comes from behind me. I don’t know anyone here, so God knows who it could be.
I turn.
Gabby Reynolds, as large as life, comes swaggering toward me. As she draws closer, it’s clear she’s even more beautiful than her photos would suggest. Her brown hair shines in the bright sunlight, and her blue eyes dance. She smiles.
“I’d have recognised you anywhere. I’m Gabby.”
“I … I …”
She nods. “You’re surprised I recognised you. It was easy. I’ve seen a million photos of you. Josh is a very proud boyfriend.”
I beam. “Really?”
“He has so many photos of you and your daughter on his phone. I think I saw them every chance he got.”
I blush, and her smile widens.
“Are you out shopping?”
“I came for some fresh air. It was a long flight yesterday.”
“I can imagine.” She grimaces. “I hate flying. If I could film everything in the UK, I would just stay there.”
There’s silence for a moment, and she seems to study my expression. “Do you want to sit down and talk somewhere? I’m waiting for Antonio to finish his shopping. That man is worse than I am.”
Nodding, I take a look around. No one seems to be paying much attention to us, which makes me feel a bit better about being seen with Josh here. There are picnic tables and benches all around the market, and I could do with being off my feet after that walk.
“Here.” She points at a nearby table. I follow her, and as we sink onto the seats, she lets out an audible groan. “My feet were killing me.”
“Mine are a bit sore too.”
“It’s a decent walk from Reece’s house. Do you need a ride home?”
I shake my head. “I really just wanted to get some fresh air. I’m going to take a look around the markets before I go back.”
She gives me a knowing smile. “Make him sweat it out.”
“Something like that.”
“Are you okay?”
The pain of Josh’s disbelief comes rushing back at me, and I blink away tears. “I will be. Josh and I had some words, and I came out to clear my head.”