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Chapters (51)
  1. The Family Secret
  2. Copyright
  3. Praise for Tracy Buchanan’s novels
  4. What readers loved about Tracy Buchanan’s last novel, The Lost Sister …
  5. Dedication
  6. Table of Contents
  7. Prologue
  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. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  35. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  36. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  37. Chapter Thirty
  38. Chapter Thirty-One
  39. Chapter Thirty-Two
  40. Chapter Thirty-Three
  41. Chapter Thirty-Four
  42. Letter to my readers
  43. Acknowledgments
  44. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  45. With the loss of her mother, Becky aches to find her sister. She knows she cannot move forward in her life without answers…
  46. A girl has gone missing. You’ve never met her, but you’re to blame…
  47. You’d kill to protect your child…Wouldn’t you?
  48. Everything you’ve built your life on is a lie. And no one has been telling the truth for a very long time…
  49. How far would you go for the one you love the most?
  50. Also by Tracy Buchanan
  51. About the Publisher

His face filled with surprise. ‘Really?’

‘Really!’

‘You clearly left it somewhere obscure as hell. I never found it.’

‘It was pretty obvious, on top of the bed with your name in capitals.’

He laughed. Then the smile dropped from his face and he shrugged. ‘It’s fine, it’s in the past. Let’s not worry about it. I’m pleased we get the chance to see each other again for an hour or two.’

‘Hour or two?’ I put my hand on his arm. ‘I wanted you to call me, you know. I thought you didn’t want to. If I’d known you’d never got the note, then I’d have done everything to contact you.’

He avoided my gaze. ‘It was a misunderstanding. Life is full of them. And now we know.’ He looked behind me. ‘Is your friend here?’

‘You mean Cole?’

‘No,’ he replied, voice serious. ‘The tall blond guy I’ve seen you hanging around with.’

‘What? I’m confused.’

‘I turned up at the filming location when I arrived two months ago. You were with a man, dancing, drinking …’ He let his voice trail off.

My stomach dropped. ‘Why didn’t you come talk to me?’

‘I told you. You were with someone,’ he said stiffly. ‘It was good to see you happy.’

‘You mean Lyngar? He’s just a friend, you know.’

‘Didn’t look like it to me.’

‘Fine, maybe more than a friend on a few lonely nights.’ I grabbed Dylan’s hand. ‘But it’s been nothing like what we had. Nothing. You came here to find me, didn’t you?’ I asked, my mind buzzing with it. ‘That means you felt what we had between us too.’

‘I needed closure,’ he said stiffly.

‘Closure,’ I repeated.

He rubbed at his dark beard. ‘I’ve been feeling this restlessness since you left. I just couldn’t focus, you know? I knew I had to track you down. Plus I remember how I felt when I was working on this house, so peaceful here.’ He seemed to force a smile on his face. ‘It was a no-brainer really. Kill two birds with one stone. And now I have.’

I could see what he was doing, trying to sweep what we had under the carpet. Maybe he didn’t believe I’d left a note? How could I convince him?

Asher clapped his hands then. Everyone turned towards him. ‘Dinner is served,’ he said. He walked over to us, Cole by his side. ‘We’ve set places for you, I insist you both join us.’

Cole and I shrugged at each other.

‘How can we resist?’ Cole said. ‘It smells delicious.’

And how could I resist spending more time with Dylan? I smiled at him but he didn’t smile back. I chewed at my lip. Maybe I’d got it all wrong?