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**Diary Entry** From the time she was a little girl, Emily Whitcombe understood one truth: beauty was

When I married my husband, Jake, his son Ben was just six years old. Bens mother had left when he was

I never loved my wife, and I told her so many times. It wasnt her faultwe lived quite comfortably.

“I dont have a spare room,” my daughter said when I arrived with my bags. “

I threw my wife out of the house and shielded my daughter after discovering where she was taking the girl.

At the age of sixty-two, I met a man, and we were happyuntil I overheard his conversation with his sister.

The tension was thick in the air as Emily whispered under her breath, catching sight of me in the doorway, “

She just wanted to see who hed left her for… Parshin walked straight into the kitchen in his coat

“Mum, maybe she should go to the care home,” whispered Emily in the hallway. “

**Diary Entry 10th May** Three years ago, my husband left me for my best friend after my miscarriage.