My Daughter's Revenge: A totally gripping psychological thriller packed with nail-biting twists by Natali Simmonds

Author:Natali Simmonds [Simmonds, Natali]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bookouture
Published: 2024-08-14T00:00:00+00:00

THIRTY-FIVE

JULES

I’m working from home today. I need to email Steve to let him know our monthly catch-up meeting will have to be via Zoom. He’s never in the office lately so what difference will it make? It’s not like the rest of the team appreciate my input.

I clear up the breakfast things and tidy up the living room. Adam asked me once why I bother putting a vase of flowers on the dining table, moving it when we eat, then putting it back afterwards, considering we have no visitors to appreciate the effort. He doesn’t get it. He doesn’t understand how flowers make me smile, even if I’m the only one who sees them. That sometimes life isn’t about the big things but all the silly little things that make us feel special.

I place my laptop on the clean table and open it, but I don’t have that fire inside of me that I used to have. I’ve always loved my job; I would stay awake at night excited about a new collection and sharing my ideas with Steve into the early hours of the morning. But Medusa doesn’t feel mine anymore. Work, my children, my husband – they were the three things I lived for, yet they’ve turned to sand running through my fingers and I don’t know how to make them stick. Am I meant to let them go? Is that what they’re all expecting?

I’m trying not to feel hurt about my job or take it personally, but I can’t help it. It feels personal. Steve and I had such big plans for the company. I was practically his business partner back in the day; now I’m no different to the old desks we need to replace. The only time Steve gets excited about me coming into work is when I’m carrying homemade cupcakes. He gave me a lot of space when Mum died – I needed it and I appreciate it – but now it feels the same as it did when I went on maternity leave and struggled to get back into journalism. I took my eye off the ball. Things moved on. People changed things while I had my back turned. I don’t know how to squeeze myself back in.

I scan my work calendar, relieved to see I have no meetings today, only my monthly catch-up with the boss. Good. Today is going to be busy with Leah’s birthday plans. I have to pop out later to pick up the cake and order sushi.

My phone beeps. The Kandid symbol flashes up and my stomach squeezes into a tight knot.

The first thing I looked at when I woke up were those photos you sent me.

My body fills with a warm glow as I imagine this man, whoever he is, thinking about me, imagining what I look like, stroking the screen of his phone wishing it were my skin he was touching.

Good morning to you, too.

Are you having a nice day?

I consider telling him it’s my daughter’s birthday.

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