Chapters (28)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- A Letter from Christie
- Acknowledgments
- Thank you for reading…
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‘I wish I had that problem.’ Ella pulled at the waist on her trousers. Her clothes were hanging off her thin frame. ‘I’ve lost so much weight in the past six months.’
‘That’ll be stress. Hopefully things will begin to change now, and working at The Lakehouse will keep you distracted… There’s also discounted meals, and if there’s any food left over after the late shift, we’re able to bring it home… The desserts are to die for.’
‘That sounds just what I need.’ Ella picked up the bottle of wine that Hamish had given her and looked over the label. ‘Shall we get this open?’
‘Absolutely,’ replied Callie. ‘I’ll get the glasses and plates,’ she said, peeling back the tin foil on the dish of lasagne.
Just at that second Ella’s stomach rumbled, sounding like a growl of thunder rolling out across a valley.
Callie laughed. ‘Let’s eat.’
Two minutes later they were tucking into the best lasagne Ella had ever tasted. She took what felt like seconds to clear her plate before diving in for more.
‘You seem to have got your appetite back. And we are going to get you back on track, if we keep busy and enjoy life. I know the job isn’t what you’re used to… after running your own business and not having to answer to anyone.’
‘I’m looking forward to not being in charge,’ admitted Ella.
‘And Flynn is just the best boss. It’s going to be just fine.’
‘Everyone needs a Callie in their life. Thank you.’ Ella took a sip of her wine. ‘But I do still wonder where the hell he is?’ Even though months had passed, Alex was still very much on her mind.
‘Probably seeking out his next victim.’ Callie was straight to the point. ‘We are not giving that man any more head space. Fresh start… starting now. Deal?’
Ella nodded but put down her knife and fork. ‘Deal, but Callie – I’m not going to be able to pay you much rent.’
‘I’m not expecting you to pay me any rent. You are here to get yourself back on track, and I’m not adding to your worries.’
‘But—’ Ella went to object, but Callie was having none of it.
‘No buts, you’d do the same for me.’
‘Thank you.’ Ella swung a look towards the mountains. ‘This does beat the city.’
‘It does, and wait until you see The Lakehouse. There’s no point me even trying to describe it to you, as it wouldn’t do it justice. It’s stunning.’