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  1. THE MISSING WIFE
  2. PRAISE FOR SAM CARRINGTON
  3. Dedication
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  57. THE EPILOGUE
  58. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
  59. Prologue
  60. Chapter One
  61. Chapter Two
  62. About the Author
  63. By the same author
  64. About the Publisher

‘Hang on a minute.’ Louisa propelled herself up and out of the bed, turned, and with both hands flat on the mattress pushed her face up to Brian’s until it was almost touching. ‘Don’t you dare turn this around on me. I’m not the one who made advances on your best mate. And the reason I’m upset about not trusting Tiff is that, one – if you’re right then she did nothing wrong in this scenario, and two – she’s bloody dead, Brian.’ Hot tears tracked down her face. ‘She’s not here to shout at, not here to talk to, ask for her version of this cringeworthy event. That’s why I hate not trusting her, because I’ve lost her. I shouldn’t be angry with a dead person. But you? Well I can be as angry as I damn well please with you. And I think I have every right to be, don’t you agree?’

Brian’s silence meant she had time to compose herself. Exhausted, she pushed away from him and walked into the bathroom, the coolness of the tiles welcoming to her hot feet.

‘And what about you and Oliver then?’

Louisa heard Brian’s deflated voice as she sat on the toilet. She contemplated his question for a moment. There had been a fleeting moment on a few occasions where Louisa had felt an urge to lean in towards Oliver, kiss him. She’d been wise enough to realise they were old feelings, though – ones that belonged in the past with a couple that had long since grown up and apart. You couldn’t rekindle something from so long ago. Not when both people had changed so much.

‘What about us?’

‘Well, weren’t you tempted?’

‘Tempted? Tempted to what?’

‘Oh, come on, Louisa. You can lie to yourself, but not to me.’

‘I don’t know about that.’ She regretted the words as soon as they were spoken and she hoped Brian had not caught what she’d said. The last thing she wanted to get into was a deep discussion about what she was holding back from him. She was a hypocrite. But at this point in time, concentrating on Brian’s shortcomings was the only way she could possibly move on from the devastating truth of what she’d done.

‘What?’

‘I said, I don’t know if I can talk about that now.’ Louisa made her way back to bed. ‘I’m tired. Can we resume play in the morning?’

‘It is morning. But whatever.’ Brian flung himself over to face away from her.

Louisa got the impression that he didn’t really want to hear her answer.

46

THE HYPNOSIS