Chapters (92)
- First
- Love Connection
- Zero
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- One Month Later
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- Six Months Later
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- Twenty-one
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- 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
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- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- A Christmas Date
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- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- Note from the Author
- Sneak Peek – To the Stars and Back
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- Also by Camilla Isley
- About the Author
“Gem, I’m not sure I want to get married again; I’m not even divorced yet. And before you say anything,” she raises a silencing finger at me, “it’s not about Dylan. I don’t want to do the whole wedding thing again, like ever.”
“Is it just the wedding you have a problem with, or is it marriage per se?”
She shrugs. “As I said—this may sound stupid—but I feel last time, getting married ruined everything with William.”
“But it wasn’t because you got engaged that everything crumbled between you two. You weren’t right for each other.”
“Mmm, I’ve been racking my brain, trying to decide when it all started to go wrong. I told you the year before the wedding is a bit of a fuzz. But before that, I’ve tried to remember when it was that I started loving him less and less and when he drifted away from me… but I can’t pinpoint a moment.”
“There wouldn’t be a specific moment to choose from. Not when it happened so slowly.”
“But was it a coincidence that Will began his affair around the time he proposed?”
“No, but it didn’t start because he proposed.”
“Why then?”
“Okay, I’m not an oracle here, so I don’t presume to have a universal knowledge of why Will did what he did. But when he proposed, you guys were probably already having problems…”
“But that’s the thing,” Amelia interrupts me. “From what I remember, we were doing just fine.”
“On the surface maybe, but deep down you probably both sensed something was amiss. And you ignored the thought because it was a scary one. You guys had been together for so long, neither of you could face the idea of leaving the other. So maybe—mmm, subconsciously—getting engaged was a way for you to throw your hearts over the fence. You were drifting apart, and instead of letting go, you found a way to cling to each other even more.”
“So your theory is we got engaged out of fear? I remember being happy when Will proposed; I remember him being happy.”
“As I said, I don’t assume I have all the right answers, but think about it—were you happy-happy or more… mmm… relieved-happy?”
Amelia blinks at me. “Oh. I see what you’re saying. When Will proposed, I felt suddenly lighthearted and took it for happiness. But according to you, I was just relieved I didn’t have to break up with Will, or even begin to think about breaking up with him, because if he was proposing, surely he was the right man for me. And he probably got the same reassurance when I said, ‘Yes.’ So if this is what happened, why start an affair a minute later?”