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
That night, lying in bed with Rob, sleep eludes her. It’s nearly midnight and Rob is on his laptop, browsing Amazon. She doesn’t know what he’s looking for and can’t muster up the effort to ask. Right now there are no words she can manage to speak; with every ticking second, it’s become harder to carry on as normal.
‘Do you think Greg’s okay?’ Rob suddenly asks, catching her off guard.
She pulls herself up, forces herself to look at him. ‘What do you mean?’
‘Oh, it’s probably nothing, but I messaged him earlier to see if he wants to go for a drink next weekend and he hasn’t replied.’
This is news to her. Rob hasn’t mentioned anything about this plan of his.
‘He’s probably just busy.’
‘Yeah, you’re right.’ He turns back to his laptop. ‘It’s just that he seemed really keen when we talked about it last night. Before… you know.’
Before they all made a huge mistake.
Abby tries to sound nonchalant, even though her heart is thumping in her chest. ‘When did you text him?’
‘This afternoon. When I was at Mum and Dad’s.’
‘Give him a chance. Some people don’t reply the second they get a message.’ She doesn’t point out that just because Rob does this, not everyone else will.
‘Yeah, you’re right. I just hope I haven’t offended him. To be honest, I can’t even remember a lot of last night.’
If only this was true for her, as if the night was a chalk drawing that could be wiped away, permanently erased.
Rob’s concern about Greg highlights to Abby that she can’t keep ignoring Sienna or fobbing her off. There’s no clearer sign that something is wrong, and Sienna is intuitive. Although Abby has replied to her messages, keeping the words she chooses light-hearted, as normal as possible, she can’t avoid seeing Sienna for long. She has to give it time, though, and give Greg a chance to do the right thing. It is down to him.
At two a.m., just as she’s managed to drift off, her phone pings with a text. There’s no name, only a number, and she knows before she reads that it is Greg.
Just give me a week to talk to Sienna. Please. I promise I’ll do it.
The clock is ticking.
TEN
Sienna
From the moment she wakes, Sienna feels that something is wrong, out of place.