The Survivors by Caroline Mitchell

Author:Caroline Mitchell [Mitchell, Caroline]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Thomas & Mercer
Published: 2024-12-02T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 26

KATHRYN

Three times, I got out of bed last night and went to the front door. But the rain always drove me back. I’ve been wearing the same old grey tracksuit for the last few weeks. I suppose you could call them my mourning clothes. I bought them in the supermarket, the cheapest, crappiest, most comfortable clothing I could find. It was my way of becoming anonymous, the sort of person men wouldn’t look twice at.

The transformation was a complete 360 compared to who I was before I fell pregnant. I don’t even recognise the old me now. Back then, I enjoyed spending my father’s money on parties, booze and travelling around the world. I admit, there was coke involved too. I mean, it’s not as if I didn’t get it for free. But the buzz of a socialite lifestyle faded when I met David, Kiera’s dad. God, if there was ever an ill-fated relationship, it was ours. But I never imagined that it would end this way. I suppose you could call it a rebellious streak that I was going through. I didn’t mean to fall in love. I sigh at the memory of him, his short black hair, his strong jawline, his nature so caring and thoughtful that it felt odd to me at first. I’d never been treated with such compassion in my life. He saw behind my fake persona. I could be myself with him. I should have known better. Our love was as fragile as a flower in a stiff winter breeze. Nothing that beautiful was ever built to last. We’ve both paid the price for going against our parents’ wishes.

I can’t risk seeing David again. Neither can I bear to see what I’ve done to him. But I won’t be on my own. Not when I get my baby back. She calls to me. There’s an unrelenting pain in my chest at the injustice of it all. Nobody takes what is mine. She is near. I can feel her presence all around me. I won’t rest until I get her back. A quick swig from my hip flask eases my growing irritation. I place the tracksuit on the radiator and pull on my black jeans and jumper. I pull the belt an extra notch to make up for the weight I’ve lost.

I creep down to the living room, where evidence of Yvonne’s blow-out remains. It seems that she continued drinking after I went to bed. Two empty wine bottles, a giant-sized Minstrels wrapper and an empty tub of Ben and Jerry’s on the side. Her break-up couldn’t have come at a better time.

My stomach grumbles as I grab my coat in the hall. I pocket the spare set of front door keys and slip out. It’s just as well that I didn’t make it all the way up Misery Hill last night. I mean, what good would it have done, turning up at Finn’s door, my hair stuck to my face and a mad

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