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Chapters (67)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. PROLOGUE
  4. PART ONE
  5. ONE
  6. TWO
  7. THREE
  8. FOUR
  9. FIVE
  10. SIX
  11. SEVEN
  12. EIGHT
  13. NINE
  14. TEN
  15. ELEVEN
  16. TWELVE
  17. THIRTEEN
  18. FOURTEEN
  19. FIFTEEN
  20. SIXTEEN
  21. SEVENTEEN
  22. PART TWO
  23. EIGHTEEN
  24. NINETEEN
  25. TWENTY
  26. TWENTY-ONE
  27. TWENTY-TWO
  28. TWENTY-THREE
  29. TWENTY-FOUR
  30. TWENTY-FIVE
  31. TWENTY-SIX
  32. TWENTY-SEVEN
  33. TWENTY-EIGHT
  34. TWENTY-NINE
  35. PART THREE
  36. THIRTY
  37. THIRTY-ONE
  38. THIRTY-TWO
  39. THIRTY-THREE
  40. THIRTY-FOUR
  41. THIRTY-FIVE
  42. THIRTY-SIX
  43. THIRTY-SEVEN
  44. THIRTY-EIGHT
  45. THIRTY-NINE
  46. PART FOUR
  47. FORTY
  48. FORTY-ONE
  49. FORTY-TWO
  50. FORTY-THREE
  51. FORTY-FOUR
  52. FORTY-FIVE
  53. FORTY-SIX
  54. FORTY-SEVEN
  55. FORTY-EIGHT
  56. FORTY-NINE
  57. FIFTY
  58. FIFTY-ONE
  59. FIFTY-TWO
  60. FIFTY-THREE
  61. FIFTY-FOUR
  62. EPILOGUE
  63. Mailing list
  64. A Letter from Kathryn
  65. Acknowledgements
  66. About the Author
  67. Also by Kathryn Croft

He doesn’t look at Sienna as he speaks, and she wishes that he would, that there is something behind his words, something to show her that he means it, that he can actually see her. Instead, he is preoccupied with his phone, and swipes and jabs at the screen, a thin smile on his face, as he sips his usual strong black coffee. It’s hard to tell what he’s looking at, but Sienna’s convinced it isn’t the news or anything work-related.

As usual, Greg looks immaculate this morning: a crisp white shirt and navy tie, his trousers neatly ironed with a sharp crease. It’s the same every morning when he goes to work – he has to look the part, inspire confidence in the patients he’ll be seeing. They literally have their lives in his hands; she wonders how it’s never occurred to her that he might actually enjoy playing God.

‘I’m going to do it,’ she says, pushing aside her plate. Although Greg is definitely not a breakfast person, she can’t function without it, and this morning she’s already found room for scrambled eggs, hash browns, toast and a baby avocado.

‘Where do you put all that?’ Greg asks, his eyes still fixed on his phone. At least his question demonstrates that he’s somehow been paying attention, in his Greg way.

‘I must burn it off with nervous energy or something,’ she replies, even though she has no idea what that means, or if it really is a thing. ‘Did you hear me? I said I’m going to do it.’

‘Do what?’

Of course Greg will have no idea what she’s talking about. He struggles to see her as anything other than a medical secretary, because that’s what she’d been when he’d met her. And that’s who she’d been the first time he leaned across the sofa they were sitting on and kissed her, taking her by surprise. She hadn’t known at the time whether she’d wanted him to or not, but it had felt right, so she’d gone with it and never looked back. Some things do change, though, and that job title no longer fits her, or she no longer fits it. Either way, Sienna is determined to do something about the crossroads she’s reached.

‘I think this redundancy happened for a reason, to force me to make a change. A big change,’ she explains to Greg.

She waits for him to challenge her statement and, sure enough, it doesn’t take long.