Chapters (67)
- Cover
- Dedication
- PROLOGUE
- PART ONE
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- PART TWO
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- PART THREE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
- PART FOUR
- FORTY
- FORTY-ONE
- FORTY-TWO
- FORTY-THREE
- FORTY-FOUR
- FORTY-FIVE
- FORTY-SIX
- FORTY-SEVEN
- FORTY-EIGHT
- FORTY-NINE
- FIFTY
- FIFTY-ONE
- FIFTY-TWO
- FIFTY-THREE
- FIFTY-FOUR
- EPILOGUE
- Mailing list
- A Letter from Kathryn
- Acknowledgements
- About the Author
- Also by Kathryn Croft
Holly, although it’s clear she’s taken aback, holds up her hand. ‘Please, you’ll get no judgement from me. I’m just shocked that Greg would go for something like that. I guess I don’t know him any more, though; it’s been years since we were together. People change, don’t they? But still. Greg doing that?’
‘Maybe Abby was the reason he went for it. Maybe that’s what he wanted all along.’ Sienna doesn’t want to believe this, would rather think that Greg gave in to something on the spur of the moment. That is a far easier pill to swallow.
Holly frowns. ‘I really don’t think Greg would—’
‘I don’t know what to think. I just don’t want Jackson to find out either. Other than you I’ve told no one.’
‘Jackson will never hear anything like that from me. He adores his father, and I wouldn’t ever want him to think badly of him.’ She shakes her head. ‘Have you spoken to your friend? Abby. What does she have to say about it?’
‘When I tried to contact her and asked her to tell me the truth, she claimed to not know what I was talking about. She also said she doesn’t know where Greg is.’ Sienna stops short of telling Holly she’s been trying to get the truth out of Abby in other ways. She’s not a monster: she’s just desperate to find her husband and get to the truth. No matter how comfortable she feels with Holly, though, there are some things she needs to keep to herself.
‘Please don’t think I’m taking sides or anything, but maybe she’s telling the truth? About not knowing where he is, I mean. The two things might not necessarily be related.’
‘It’s a strong coincidence if they aren’t, though, isn’t it? I’m not sure I believe in coincidences.’
‘You need to try talking to her again. If you were good friends before, then maybe there’s a way to get through to her?’
Before Sienna can answer, Holly’s mobile rings. She checks the screen. ‘Sorry, I really need to take this call quickly – do you mind?’
‘Not at all. I’ll just use your bathroom.’
‘You’ll have to use the upstairs one. We’re having the downstairs one refitted at the moment, so everything’s been ripped out.’
Holly answers her call, and Sienna slips away. Upstairs, she finds the bathroom but stops short of entering it when she hears the sound of crying; it’s coming from the room next to the bathroom and can only be Jackson.
She knocks on the door, unsure whether she should be intruding like this. It feels too personal. This is his space, something she’s never been part of.
‘Yeah,’ he says from the other side of the door. His voice shakes.