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Chapters (52)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Author
  3. The Break Up
  4. Dedication
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Chapter 37
  42. Chapter 38
  43. Chapter 39
  44. Chapter 40
  45. Chapter 41
  46. Chapter 42
  47. Chapter 43
  48. Chapter 44
  49. Acknowledgements
  50. Dear Reader …
  51. Keep Reading …
  52. About the Publisher

‘Maybe. But why don’t we go a little further back than that? Let’s think about the engagement. The proposal. You seemed happy when you thought about it?’

‘I was – am happy about it. We’ve been together for so long and now it’s … I don’t know, it’s an official thing, isn’t it? Something that let’s everyone in the world know that we’re in this forever.’

‘And that’s how you feel, like you’re in this forever?’

The question felt too big for the compact room we were sitting in. I looked out of the window again, as though a blimp might float along with an answer tailing out the back end of it. Lacking that, though, I said, ‘I don’t know anymore.’ I sank back against my chair as the admission tumbled out of me. ‘This is just jitters, I do know that. It’s just, all this – the messing around and the seeing what’s out there, I don’t know, maybe it’s made me worry that Rowan isn’t in this forever?’

Gwen nodded along with my self-analysis. ‘But again, that’s about Rowan; that’s his needs, his wants. What if it turns out you’re not in this forever?’ She still spoke gently.

‘I don’t think that will happen.’

‘No but humour me, what if it does? What if you waltz out of here, straight into some strapping young thing …’ I blinked away a flashback of the curve of Fred’s waist. ‘Dates later and you decide actually this is the person for you. It’s a connection like nothing else you’ve ever known. Would you stay with Rowan, still, just because you’d once thought it was forever?’

‘I don’t … I mean, I can’t know the answer to that.’

Gwen shifted forwards in her seat and leaned over, so her forearms sat on her knees. ‘Edi, relationships change and grow and evolve, all the time. In fact, it’s part of being in a relationship that we allow these changes to happen. Your relationship with Rowan seems to have forked slightly and it’s leaving you, understandably, in a position that you’re not entirely sure how to move forwards from.’

‘What are the forks?’ I asked, even though I felt like I should know.

‘To me, as an outsider at least, the forks seem to be that you might think about sitting Rowan down and explaining to him that maybe, despite the agreements that were made, you’re not altogether comfortable with how this new situation is developing. Another thing to consider, Edi, is that you didn’t set a time limit on this situation, or at least not one that you mentioned?’

‘Three months,’ I answered flatly. ‘But, I don’t know, that’s a long time.’