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Chapters (62)
  1. TITLE PAGE
  2. COPYRIGHT PAGE
  3. DEDICATION
  4. CONTENTS
  5. START READING
  6. PROLOGUE
  7. CHAPTER ONE
  8. CHAPTER TWO
  9. CHAPTER THREE
  10. CHAPTER FOUR
  11. CHAPTER FIVE
  12. CHAPTER SIX
  13. CHAPTER SEVEN
  14. CHAPTER EIGHT
  15. CHAPTER NINE
  16. CHAPTER TEN
  17. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  18. CHAPTER TWELVE
  19. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  20. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  21. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  22. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  23. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  24. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  25. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  33. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  34. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  35. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  36. CHAPTER THIRTY
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  42. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  43. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
  44. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
  45. CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
  46. CHAPTER FORTY
  47. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
  48. CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
  49. CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
  50. CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
  51. CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
  52. CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
  53. CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
  54. CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
  55. CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
  56. CHAPTER FIFTY
  57. CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
  58. CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
  59. CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
  60. CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
  61. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  62. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Ed nodded, knowing better than to try to change her mind. She needed one more night here on her own. Returning to the window, she waved to her husband as he walked down the street to his hotel. Twelve months. They had twelve months to make this work. She knew it would not be easy. Also, she hadn’t stacked the odds in their favour. Ivy Cottage held a dark history. One she had been perfectly aware of when she put in the offer. Ed would have stalled the purchase if he had known. Of course, he’d find out eventually. This was too big to keep under wraps. But the tug in her gut had been too strong to ignore. She could never pass up the chance of living in the Harper family home. The case had haunted her for years.

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER TWO

The flashing cursor reflected in Morgan’s glasses as she stared unblinking at her computer screen. Like some lovesick puppy, her dad was with that woman, rather than in their hotel suite where he belonged. Taz was the only person who understood what she was going through as her life fell apart. She pushed down her feather duvet as the fan on her laptop whirred and snuggled back into the pillows propped up against the headboard of her hotel bed.

I hate her, Morgan typed, pressing extra hard on the keys.

Ha! Taz replied. We’ve already established that.

No, seriously, I hate her. I wish she never met my dad. I wish . . . Morgan’s fingers paused over her keyboard. I wish she was dead.

You don’t mean that . . . Taz replied. Do you??

I guess not . . . Morgan sighed. I’m partly to blame too. It pained her to write the words. Over the last few weeks, she had opened up to Taz about her mum’s problems, and her fears that she had driven her away. If I hadn’t been such a pain, she wouldn’t have needed to go abroad. It’s my fault she fell off that balcony.