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Chapters (38)
  1. Cover
  2. REWRITE THE STARS
  3. Dedication
  4. Author’s Note
  5. Epigraph
  6. i
  7. ii
  8. Chapter One
  9. Chapter Two
  10. Chapter Three
  11. Chapter Four
  12. Chapter Five
  13. Chapter Six
  14. Chapter Seven
  15. Chapter Eight
  16. Chapter Nine
  17. Chapter Ten
  18. Chapter Eleven
  19. Chapter Twelve
  20. Chapter Thirteen
  21. Chapter Fourteen
  22. Chapter Fifteen
  23. Chapter Sixteen
  24. Chapter Seventeen
  25. Chapter Eighteen
  26. Chapter Nineteen
  27. Chapter Twenty
  28. Chapter Twenty-One
  29. Chapter Twenty-Two
  30. Chapter Twenty-Three
  31. Chapter Twenty-Four
  32. Chapter Twenty-Five
  33. Chapter Twenty-Six
  34. Epilogue
  35. Acknowledgements
  36. About the Author
  37. Also by Emma Heatherington
  38. About the Publisher

I shuffle my feet, I check the time and then when I look up I see him coming towards me. I inhale this moment; my eyes are bright and starry and I feel a rush of excitement race through my veins, running right to the tips of my fingers. I want to hold him tight and never want to let him go again. I want to cherish every single moment we have together from now on. I’m so grateful he has given me another chance to be the couple I’ve always believed deep down we could be.

He looks even better than I remembered, and when he puts his arms around me and pulls me into the warmth of his body, I can’t help myself from nuzzling into his neck and letting the tears of relief and love flow. I inhale his familiar smell, and when he kisses me full on the lips in the midst of this busy airport, I don’t care who sees us as I feel my knees weaken as they always do under his hungry embrace.

I look into his eyes to see that he has been crying too.

‘Thank you for coming to meet me,’ he says. ‘I’d an awful, awful feeling you might change your mind.’

I shake my head.

‘No way,’ I tell him. ‘I’m never going to make that mistake again. I promise you. I didn’t even have to think twice about coming. I wouldn’t have missed this moment for the world.’

The crowd of fans in the near distance disperses at last and the airport security team are able to get back to their day jobs, relieved to have some normality again, it seems. I take one last fleeting glance towards where they were all standing just minutes ago, and I watch Tom Farley walk away into the distance, feeling nothing – only closure at last. Then I look up at my darling husband and he pulls me towards him again.

‘I was going to surprise you by coming home early, but I couldn’t wait to see you so I had to just tell you when I’d be here. It’s so good to be back.’

We walk away, arm in arm, out of the airport doors and into the morning sunshine.

‘I can’t wait to see Ardara again, just to kick off my shoes and lie up on the sofa with you, Charlotte. Being away made me realize just how much you mean to me. I love you so, so much and always will.’

He has no idea how glad I am to see him again too. I was so close to making the biggest mistake of my life while he was away.

‘And I love you too, Jack,’ I tell him, feeling my heart strain at the thought of ever losing him and all we have. ‘I really, really do.’