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Chapters (67)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Author
  3. Dedication
  4. Chapter 1
  5. Chapter 2
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Chapter 6
  10. Chapter 7
  11. Chapter 8
  12. Chapter 9
  13. Chapter 10
  14. Chapter 11
  15. Chapter 12
  16. Chapter 13
  17. Chapter 14
  18. Chapter 15
  19. Chapter 16
  20. Chapter 17
  21. Chapter 18
  22. Chapter 19
  23. Chapter 20
  24. Chapter 21
  25. Chapter 22
  26. Chapter 23
  27. Chapter 24
  28. Chapter 25
  29. Chapter 26
  30. Chapter 27
  31. Chapter 28
  32. Chapter 29
  33. Chapter 30
  34. Chapter 31
  35. Chapter 32
  36. Chapter 33
  37. Chapter 34
  38. Chapter 35
  39. Chapter 36
  40. Chapter 37
  41. Chapter 38
  42. Chapter 39
  43. Chapter 40
  44. Chapter 41
  45. Chapter 42
  46. Chapter 43
  47. Chapter 44
  48. Chapter 45
  49. Chapter 46
  50. Chapter 47
  51. Chapter 48
  52. Chapter 49
  53. Chapter 50
  54. Chapter 51
  55. Chapter 52
  56. Chapter 53
  57. Chapter 54
  58. Chapter 55
  59. Chapter 56
  60. Chapter 57
  61. Chapter 58
  62. Chapter 59
  63. Chapter 60
  64. Chapter 61
  65. Chapter 62
  66. Acknowledgements
  67. Book Club Discussion Questions

‘Hang on, hang on,’ Drew calls to the group. ‘I haven’t finished.’

Darcy’s heart sinks, and she suspects a few members of the crowd feel the same, clearly liking her idea of getting on with the night.

‘Everyone just wants to have a good time,’ Darcy whispers as discreetly as she can. ‘I don’t need you to make a speech about me.’

She’s trying to be nice, but she sees his face flicker with frustration. ‘I want to make a speech, okay?’

Her expression is tight. Fine.

The interruption has flustered Drew even more. Everyone’s eyes are on him.

‘Get on with it, mate!’ Lauren’s husband, Scott, calls from the back of the group. ‘Some of us don’t get out much and want to make the most of it.’

A few people laugh, well aware of his three children under five.

‘Okay, I had this all figured out, but it’s not going to plan.’ Drew shifts from one foot to the other. ‘I wanted you all here tonight to be a part of what I’m about to do.’

Darcy looks properly at Drew for the first time all night. He isn’t just pale, he’s sweaty, and his hands are twitchy like he gets when he’s nervous. Her heart suddenly accelerates.

‘I love you, Darcy Reed.’ He turns to her and a few people in the crowd seem to realise what he’s doing. Darcy hears some shrieks of excitement. Her heart now feels like it’s beating on the outside of her body.

‘I want to spend the rest of my years with you by my side.’ He pulls a box from his jeans pocket, more smoothly than Darcy would have expected, and then gets down on bended knee.

Is this really happening? She looks out to the crowd, her eyes searching for her mum, but all the faces blur together. She stares back at Drew. They had a fight today. A really big fight. She spent most of the day furious with him, wondering if they were going to be able to stay together if she loves Sydney and he doesn’t.

‘Darcy, will you marry me?’

Darcy feels like she’s going to throw up. This isn’t how he’s supposed to propose. Why would he think she’d want to be proposed to in front of their friends and family? At the pub? What is wrong with him?