Chapters (105)
- Praise
- Title Page
- Contents
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- Saturday
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Ten months earlier
- Sunday
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Nine months earlier
- Monday
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Six months earlier
- Tuesday
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Four months earlier
- Wednesday
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- One month earlier
- Thursday
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- Chapter 66
- Chapter 67
- Chapter 68
- Chapter 69
- Chapter 70
- Chapter 71
- Chapter 72
- Chapter 73
- Chapter 74
- Chapter 75
- Chapter 76
- Chapter 77
- Chapter 78
- Chapter 79
- Chapter 80
- One Month Later
- Chapter 81
- Chapter 82
- Chapter 83
- Acknowledgements
- About the Author
- Also by T.M. Logan
- A message from TM Logan
- Copyright
‘She was well and truly smitten. He was this good-looking rugby lad, played for one of the big team academies. Saracens, I think.’
‘Why did she never tell us?’
‘She thought we wouldn’t approve, that he would distract her from her GCSEs. Anyway, they broke up about a month ago and he had . . . he had a video of her that he was circulating to his mates.’
There was a sudden chill at the top of my spine, icy fingers lain across my skin.
‘What kind of video?’
‘The worst kind.’
I remembered our conversation from a few days ago.
A video with you in it, Lucy?
The sort of thing . . . you wouldn’t want me to see?
She had told me, she had tried to tell me. But I hadn’t got the message, too preoccupied with my own problems.
‘Christ,’ I breathed. ‘Go on.’
‘Do you remember Russ and Rowan’s barbecue, when we all got together to plan for the holiday?’
‘I remember Lucy being particularly grumpy and shouty and making us half an hour late because she wouldn’t get up and get dressed.’
‘Jake followed her around like a puppy dog all afternoon, remember? Then they disappeared for an hour, in that office pod thing that Russ has at the bottom of his garden.’
‘Daniel teased her about it.’
‘Yeah.’ He looked up at the sky, the clouds now hanging ominous and dark above us. The wind was picking up. ‘Let’s go inside, looks like the heavens are about to open.’
We went into the dining room and sat down at the end of the long table, right where I had sat with Izzy just a few hours before. My heart was heavy, like a lead weight in my chest, just thinking about her. I felt the tears coming again and blinked them back.
Sean held his hand out to me.
‘Have you got your mobile?’
I took my phone out of my pocket and unlocked it for him.
‘What are you doing?’
He took the phone from me and went to a site called VideoVault, logging in with his own ID.
‘Jake was in the habit of taking candid pictures of girls he knew, to look at afterwards. He took some of Lucy. Little video clips too, when she didn’t realise it.’
He found whatever he was looking for and turned the phone sideways, holding it up so we could both see.
‘What am I looking at?’ I said.
‘Just watch.’