Chapters (92)
- First
- Love Connection
- Zero
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- One Month Later
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- Fifteen
- Six Months Later
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- Twenty-three
- Twenty-four
- Six Months Later
- Twenty-five
- Twenty-six
- Twenty-seven
- Twenty-eight
- Twenty-nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-one
- Thirty-two
- Thirty-three
- I Have Never
- One
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- Seven
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- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- A Christmas Date
- One
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- Seven
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- Fourteen
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- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- Note from the Author
- Sneak Peek – To the Stars and Back
- Two
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- Four
- Also by Camilla Isley
- About the Author
I know I’m probably the last person you want to hear from, but I couldn’t stay away. I can’t be without you. I’ve been thinking about you every day since I broke your heart. A part of my body is missing when I’m not with you. I’ll never forget the first time I saw you; you were crossing the airport hall, walking briskly in your blue uniform, your flaming hair bouncing behind you. You were breathtaking. I fell in love with you from the first moment I set eyes on you. And I’m sorry for what I did to you. I’m sorry for not being able to resist you. I’m sorry for not telling you I was engaged. And, most of all, I’m sorry for not being able to follow my heart and be with you. Because that’s where my heart is. In New York, with you. Not at home with a wife I never talk to. I can’t live trapped in a marriage I don’t want with a woman I don’t love. Esther, please forgive me. I made a mistake. I chose wrong. I can’t live without you, I don’t want to. I need you by my side. You’re the only woman I want. I’ll figure it out. I messed up, but I can fix it. I will fix it. Please wait for me. I’m going to make it right. Please give me another chance.
Yours always,
William
I reread the email twice before passing the sheet of paper to Jake and looking up at Amelia.
“I really don’t know what to say. How did you find this?”
“It wasn’t difficult. He left his computer on stand-by. He wanted to be caught. This way I’m leaving him and he won’t have to do the dirty work.”
“Ames, I’m so sorry. When did he leave for New York?”
“Yesterday, at noon. He always leaves on Sundays so he can be in class Monday morning.”
“And when did you find this?”
“Last night, but I couldn’t call you right away. It was… it was… too much. The way he talks about me. A woman I don’t love. Trapped in a marriage… I didn’t force him to propose, it was his idea to get married. Then he saw a redhead strolling by in an airport and suddenly I’m the clingy wife.”
“Did, hum. Did err… she reply to this?”
“Yes.”
“Did you print her answer?”
“No need to. It was a one-liner.”
I wait for Amelia to tell me the one line. I have a feeling it’s nothing good.
“Her reply was, ‘Are you in New York?’”
“Did he reply?”
“No, he must’ve called her. They’re probably making up right now.”
“So what are you going to do?”