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Chapters (66)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise
  3. About the Author
  4. Also by Rachael Johns
  5. Title Page
  6. Dedication
  7. Chapter 1
  8. Chapter 2
  9. Chapter 3
  10. Chapter 4
  11. Chapter 5
  12. Chapter 6
  13. Chapter 7
  14. Chapter 8
  15. Chapter 9
  16. Chapter 10
  17. Chapter 11
  18. Chapter 12
  19. Chapter 13
  20. Chapter 14
  21. Chapter 15
  22. Chapter 16
  23. Chapter 17
  24. Chapter 18
  25. Chapter 19
  26. Chapter 20
  27. Chapter 21
  28. Chapter 22
  29. Chapter 23
  30. Chapter 24
  31. Chapter 25
  32. Chapter 26
  33. Chapter 27
  34. Chapter 28
  35. Chapter 29
  36. Chapter 30
  37. Chapter 31
  38. Chapter 32
  39. Chapter 33
  40. Chapter 34
  41. Chapter 35
  42. Chapter 36
  43. Chapter 37
  44. Chapter 38
  45. Chapter 39
  46. Chapter 40
  47. Chapter 41
  48. Chapter 42
  49. Chapter 43
  50. Chapter 44
  51. Chapter 45
  52. Chapter 46
  53. Chapter 47
  54. Chapter 48
  55. Chapter 49
  56. Chapter 50
  57. Chapter 51
  58. Chapter 52
  59. Chapter 53
  60. Chapter 54
  61. Chapter 55
  62. Chapter 56
  63. Chapter 57
  64. Chapter 58
  65. Epilogue
  66. Acknowledgements

‘Not anymore. And anyway, isn’t this what you wanted all along?’

‘Well, I think so, but …’

‘I’m sorry, Adrian, this isn’t the place to discuss this and I don’t really want to say much more to you without consulting my lawyer.’

His mouth gaped open, but I didn’t wait around to see if he had anything to say.

My heart beat wildly as I turned away from the man who would soon be my ex-husband and walked over to join Tonia, Manish and some of the other parents. I might have sounded all bravado, but inside I felt anything but. I’d been a mess since Monday and if it wasn’t for my kids, I’d probably still be lying in bed. If Hayley hadn’t been flying today, I’d have begged her to take Payton to soccer for me.

‘Are you okay?’ Tonia whispered to me as I came up beside her.

I swallowed. ‘I will be.’

In reality I felt completely overwhelmed by everything that lay ahead.

Chapter 37

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37

Ragged Point

Slipping off my fancy thongs and thinking I should probably buy a less extravagant pair now I’d made the decision to live half my life by the beach, I carried them as Charlie raced ahead of me to the water. He couldn’t be happier to be here once more and while I loved being in the Point as well, my previous stays had felt a little surreal—almost like a hiatus from my real life—but this time was different. This time I was here without any hope of rebuilding my marriage and that thought brought with it a darkness that tainted the beauty of the ocean.

My solution? Keeping very busy to try and stop from sinking into the gloom. I didn’t want heartbreak to take over my life. Whenever I started to feel too sad, I reminded myself that this pain was nothing compared to losing Leo and somehow I’d found the strength to survive that, so I would survive this too.

Two weeks after the cyclone the beach was clear again, except for the usual bits of washed-up seaweed, and the town had almost returned to normal as well. According to Jedda lots of people were still waiting for repairs to their properties, so I felt lucky that the ceiling replacement had gone ahead as planned last week while I was in Perth.