Chapters (44)
- Cover
- Everyone LOVES Katie Ginger!
- About the Author
- Also by Katie Ginger
- The Perfect Christmas Gift
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Extract
- Chapter 1
- Acknowledgements
- Dear Reader …
- Keep Reading …
- About the Publisher
‘Listen, Bella, I’m sorry,’ Nick said, and Bella inhaled. Was this to be her first conversation about Evan? Had Nick seen him leave? The news was probably all around the village by now. ‘I – umm—’ Nick continued and feeling tears well in her eyes she knew she had to stem the flood.
‘Thanks, Nick, but honestly, I’m fine. I mean, I’m kind of not fine. I had no idea Evan was planning on leaving me, but then you don’t do you, I suppose. I’m sure you didn’t expect it either, but I’m just taking each day as it comes and – and I’ll get over it eventually.’ Did she mean that? She wasn’t quite sure right now, but words kept tumbling from her mouth. ‘Having said that, my heart is kind of breaking, but I hope it’ll get less and less every day as I learn to live with it.’
Why was she being so honest with him? Rabbiting on like she was performing some kind of crazy am-dram monologue. Perhaps it was knowing he’d gone through the same thing. An annoying tear trickled from her eye and she dabbed at her face with her big woolly glove. When she looked up, Nick had grown ashen, and his eyes were wide. Bella glanced towards the car, seeing her mum and Caro unsubtly studying the houses on the other side of the lane.
‘Oh, look. A duck,’ said Caro.
‘Yes, lovely,’ their mum replied.
‘You weren’t actually going to say anything were you?’ asked Bella.
‘No. Sorry. I was going to say I’m sorry that Freddie said murdery.’
‘Oh.’
‘Yeah.’ He pushed his hands further into his pockets and stared at the ground.
‘So, you didn’t know …’ She pointed to the house as if that explained everything.
Nick shook his head. ‘No, sorry.’
Bella closed her eyes slowly, wishing the ground would open and swallow her down into its depths. Why had she done that? She should have known that of all people, Nick Cowley was not going to be talking about his feelings or hers. They were neighbours. It wasn’t like they were best friends who confided in each other daily. Christ she was an idiot.
‘Right. Well, that’s rather embarrassing, isn’t it?’ Bella gave a small laugh. ‘Sorry. I just assumed – you know what this place is like – I just thought—’ She shook her head. ‘And yet, here I am, still talking. I really should shut up now.’
‘I hadn’t heard you and Evan had split. I’m sorry.’
Dropping her eyes and running a finger over the top of the small white gate, she said, ‘He left me yesterday when I got in from work. He was just on his way … out.’
‘Wow.’ Nick shook his head. ‘That’s tough.’