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
Sienna feels clammy, even though she’s wearing a thin top and the evening air is cooler tonight. ‘You’ll need to give me more than that, Greg.’
He doesn’t reply.
‘What did you talk about?’
‘She spoke about herself mostly. And Rob. I just got the impression that maybe they’re not as close as they seem.’
What Greg is telling her makes no sense; Sienna has always had the opposite impression – that Abby and Rob are as solid as steel. Then she remembers Rob’s declaration about loving Abby more than she loves him. Sienna tries to press Greg on what has led him to this conclusion, but he remains vague.
‘It’s hard to remember, Sienna. I’d had so much to drink. It’s more of a feeling I got, which I still recall now, even though I can’t remember every detail of what she said.’
Again, she tries to coax more detail out of him, which only leads to Greg shutting down. This is what he always does.
‘Can we talk about something else?’ he says.
They’re outside the restaurant now, and Sienna’s appetite has vanished.
If she didn’t before, now she knows she has something to worry about.
NINE
Abby
When she wakes up on the morning after the dinner party, Greg has gone. For a fleeting moment, none of it seems real. She reaches across the bed for Rob, but of course he isn’t there. On her phone there’s a notification from Sienna; she can’t bring herself to open it.
Abby needs to speak to Greg.
She recollects from the dinner party that he was planning to go to the hospital the next morning, despite it being a Saturday. Something about dealing with paperwork. He’d mentioned it to Rob, and she’d paid little attention at the time. Now it feels as though nothing could be more important; it might be her only chance to catch Greg alone.
In the shower, Abby leaves her hair unwashed – she needs to be out before Rob gets home. She has no idea what she’ll say to him if she sees him now, or what she will do. Will she be able to act normally? It’s likely that Rob will see straight through her. But this isn’t the first time she’s had to hold back from him; she just never thought she’d be facing it again so soon.
She’s too late. Rob’s standing there in the bedroom, peeling himself out of yesterday’s clothes. She stops in the doorway, wrapped in her towel.
‘The morning after, eh?’ Rob says, smiling. ‘So how was your night?’
‘Yeah, fine. Greg’s nice. How was it with Sienna?’