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The morning started like any other for Oliver Whitmore, a man whose influence stretched across London.

**Diary Entry October 12th** Mum leaned in, her eyes shining with excitement. “We didnt just buy

The glow of her husbands phone illuminated the dark bedroom as she reached for it to check the time.

“You’re no longer needed,” said the son as he took the keys. “Mum, enough with

**Diary Entry 12th October** *”We werent expecting you,”* my sister said, and shut the door. *”

For He Is All of You “Three years, Eleanor,” Marina’s voice trembled with barely restrained

**”Your husband is mine now,”** whispered her best friend down the phone. **”

“Someone take him away,” Laura says, her voice tight. “Laura, have you lost your mind?

The man threw me out onto the street with our two children. But you should have seen his face when I

On a dreary, rain-lashed afternoon, a stranger on the commuter train pressed two infants into my armsthen vanished.