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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

We stood there in silence a few moments as my thoughts tried to catch up with what was happening. His declaration had been my mantra the last twenty-two years, especially since Saxon was born—nothing meant more to me than my little family. But it was too late.

‘I seriously think this is just a reaction to what’s happened today,’ I said finally, ‘and you probably won’t feel this way tomorrow but—’

‘I will,’ Adrian gushed, reaching for me again. ‘I promise I will.’

I held up my hand, warding him off. ‘Well, even if you do, I won’t. I’m sorry, but you ruined us, Adrian, and I hated you for it at first, but now I’m thankful for your wake-up call. You weren’t the only one at sea, I was losing myself too. I had no idea who I was outside of motherhood and marriage; you forced me to find out and I like what I discovered. You’re right, we’re different people than we were when we first got together, but even more importantly, I’m a different person than I was at the beginning of the year. There’s no going back now.’

‘Please, Ash, don’t say that. At least give it some thought, some time.’

I’d never heard him sound so desperate; I don’t think I’d ever even heard him beg before.

‘I’m glad you’re feeling better about yourself,’ he added, ‘but you don’t need to lose you to save us. I’ll be a better husband, I promise. You can get a job if that’s what you still want, we’ll share the housework more evenly, I’ll support whatever you want to do. We can go to more counselling. We can work on reconnecting, spicing up our love life. I’ll do whatever it takes. I know we can make this work—we can make us work again.’

‘I don’t think so,’ I whispered, a lump swelling in my throat. This time I wasn’t going to let guilt and obligation sway me. ‘I don’t want to have to work hard at a relationship.’

I wanted it to come easily, I wanted it to be fun like it was with Dan. Maybe it was only that way because it was new and fresh, maybe it wouldn’t last, but if I couldn’t have that, I’d rather be single.

Despite knowing this was the right thing for all of us, tears pooled at the corners of my eyes. Things might not have been great these last few years, but we’d made two amazing kids together and there had been plenty of good times.

‘Are you sure?’ Adrian blinked and it looked like he too was close to tears.