Natalie Kleinman - Escape to the Cotswolds

‘It won’t change anything, but if you want to spend your money taking me out for a meal, who am I to turn you down? Don’t think you can get round me, though. I’m making a nice life for myself here and I’m afraid it doesn’t include you any more. And you’d better book a table. The pubs around here are all very popular, particularly on Saturday nights. I’ll see you about eight. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got things to do.’

It sounded harsh but she needed to maintain her guard. She stood up and walked determinedly to the door, remembering as he passed to thank him for the flowers.

Holly leaned her back against the door and slid down to the floor. Sitting cross-legged, she burst into tears for the second time that day. At this rate she’d be dehydrated in no time. She wasn’t even premenstrual. Get a grip, girl. You’ve managed perfectly well on your own for almost six months now. Don’t let him do this to you. Remember what you went through. Be positive.

She wiped her nose on her sleeve; the fleece was lovely and soft. Pulling herself to a standing position she went to phone Emma for help, also for the second time that day.

‘Put the kettle on. I’ll be straight round.’

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