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Chapters (64)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Prologue
  4. Five Years Later
  5. One
  6. Two
  7. Three
  8. Four
  9. Five
  10. Six
  11. Seven
  12. Eight
  13. Nine
  14. Ten
  15. Eleven
  16. Twelve
  17. Thirteen
  18. Fourteen
  19. Fifteen
  20. Sixteen
  21. Seventeen
  22. Eighteen
  23. Nineteen
  24. Twenty
  25. Twenty-one
  26. Twenty-two
  27. Twenty-three
  28. Twenty-four
  29. Twenty-five
  30. Twenty-six
  31. Twenty-seven
  32. Twenty-eight
  33. Twenty-nine
  34. Thirty
  35. Thirty-one
  36. Thirty-two
  37. Thirty-three
  38. Thirty-four
  39. Thirty-five
  40. Thirty-six
  41. Thirty-seven
  42. Thirty-eight
  43. Thirty-nine
  44. Forty
  45. Forty-one
  46. Forty-two
  47. Forty-three
  48. Forty-four
  49. Forty-five
  50. Forty-six
  51. Forty-seven
  52. Forty-eight
  53. Forty-nine
  54. Fifty
  55. Fifty-one
  56. Fifty-two
  57. Fifty-three
  58. Fifty-four
  59. Fifty-five
  60. Epilogue
  61. Acknowledgements
  62. Canelo Crime
  63. About the Author
  64. Also by Sheila Bugler

‘But we weren’t a few minutes later. Come on, Rach. I’m hanging out for a Diet Coke. Let’s walk across to Tesco and get some chocolate and drinks. My treat.’

As they walked through the car park to the exit, a plane flew over the sky above them. Rachel turned her head, watching as the plane moved further away, gradually getting smaller, until there was nothing left except a trail of white against the clear, blue sky.

Epilogue

Five months later

New Year’s Day. Bright sunshine reflected off the still sea. An icy breeze skimmed over the town and along the seafront. Clodagh walked as fast as her pregnancy bump would allow. Seven and a half months and she was already huge. She couldn’t believe her stomach was capable of getting any bigger, although her midwife assured her that was a certainty.

She heard her phone ringing and answered it without checking the Caller ID, already knowing who it was going to be.

‘Adam, happy new year.’

‘Thanks. How are you guys doing?’

You guys. He’d taken to speaking about them as if the baby was already born. Something Clodagh found sweet and irritating in equal measure.

‘We had an early night,’ she said, patting her stomach. ‘Although your son was clearly up for a party. There was a lot of kicking going on.’

‘That’s my boy.’ Adam paused. ‘Everything’s okay, then?’

‘Since yesterday when you asked me the same question? Yes, Adam. Everything’s still okay. If it wasn’t, you’d be the first person to know about it.’

‘I know I’m fussing too much,’ he said. ‘But after everything that’s happened, this baby feels like a gift. I spend most of my time petrified something’s going to go wrong.’

‘That must be lovely for Georgia.’

‘She’s pretty patient,’ Adam said. ‘Although I do drive her mad half the time.’

Adam had only been with his new girlfriend for three months, but it was clear to anyone with a pair of eyes that they were crazy about each other. Ironic, considering that a few months prior to that he’d thought Clodagh was his true love. Not that she cared. With a baby on the way, Adam was always going to be part of her life. But her old feelings for him were gone entirely. She understood, now, why he’d been so controlling. His troubled relationship with Vivienne had damaged him. But understanding and forgiving were two separate things; Clodagh would never completely forgive him for the lies he’d told or the ways he’d tried to manipulate her.