26 19th September
Helen stared out of the window of her hotel room at the passing cars, most of them with only one occupant but many with more. Happy couples, young families, groups of friends. People all going about their daily lives, happy and carefree. Something Helen longed for.
Even in her darkest moments, she knew she had to do what was best for Emily. The only problem with that was that she didn’t know what was best for Emily. After everything that had happened to the girl, how could she approach it?
She knew she couldn’t keep fobbing Jack off for long, that much was true. Sooner or later he’d demand an answer or, worse, find it out for himself. She couldn’t risk that. This had to be done on her terms. After so many years of being more than happy to play second fiddle to him, she
