Chapters (45)
- Cover
- Praise
- Dedication
- Prologue
- Part One
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Part Two
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Part Three
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Part Four
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Part Five
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Part Six
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Acknowledgements
- About the Author
I thought of Frederick. The way he had looked at me as I’d left. I wondered what he was feeling. If the shock had worn off yet. If he was going to be getting any sleep tonight. I picked up my phone and clicked on my text messages to Frederick. Dots. He was typing something to me. I waited. The dots went. Another beat and they came back. I stared at my phone. I was back to being thirteen. Waiting for the postman to arrive. The dots disappeared and didn’t come back. Whatever he wanted to say he couldn’t find the words.
Or it was an iPhone fuck-up and I’d spent ten minutes transfixed by a software error.
I couldn’t work out which was more tragic.
What was wrong with me?
I was a mother of one having indecent thoughts about a work colleague. This was tried, tested and clichéd ground. I was hoping, as a trained assassin, if I was going to have issues in my marriage it would be something a little more original. It would turn out Will was actually a secret agent for a foreign intelligence but turned by his intense love for me he’d confess all and allow me to bring him in, leading to a happy, genuine marriage and a massive promotion for me. Or that I was forced to forget my wedding vows to seduce someone incredibly attractive, not because he was incredibly attractive but because the safety of the UK’s population decreed it for reasons I hadn’t quite determined – maybe some kind of nuclear threat. It wouldn’t count as cheating as it was for work. For saving my country.
But feeling like this, about a colleague, a school-run dad – it was all so depressingly normal.
Frederick was in my head when he shouldn’t be. He knew what I did, he knew what I was – and it didn’t stop the way he looked at me. It didn’t stop him wanting me. That’s what it all came down to. I’d known Frederick only days and it was already a more honest relationship than the one I had with my husband.
I knew I couldn’t ever tell Will about exactly what my job entailed.
Because above all was the fear that if he found out the truth he would leave me. And I would realise he never really loved me, because he never really knew me.
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Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Nineteen
‘PRINCESS.’
‘Darling, there aren’t any princesses in Roald Dahl.’
‘Be PRINCESS.’