“Thursday 1st January 00:15 TO: [email protected] Fireworks from the London Eye are bursting above my head filling the garden with reds, yellows and blues, but I am on my own. I don’t know where Daniel is. He promised he would… — Robert Bryndza Copy Share Image
“And now she was home, she realised she’d found yet another way to miss him. She missed coming home to him sitting on the… — Robert Bryndza Copy Share Image
“Thursday 18th June 07:37 TO: [email protected] Ow, ow ow. Sunburn. Grass burn. Torn dress. Mud in hair. Hung-over. Feel like a slut.” — Robert Bryndza Copy Share Image
“You're going up against powerful people here, and the odds are not in your favour.' 'Sounds very Hunger Games...” — Robert Bryndza Copy Share Image
“What about life? Life is what happens when you’re making other plans. Take” — Robert Bryndza Copy Share Image
“He was in control of every aspect of his profession and he deferred to no one. In his private life, however, he was clueless.” — Robert Bryndza Copy Share Image
“I felt tears coming and for some reason, buried my head in Iain’s chest. It was firm and muscled and he smelt so wonderful.… — Robert Bryndza Copy Share Image
“You wouldn’t know what it’s like to grow up privileged and powerful. It’s intoxicating. Watching how people defer to you, and to your parents.… — Robert Bryndza Copy Share Image
“promiscuousness? She looked back to Doug. ‘I wouldn’t use it as a moral compass on the poor girl,’ he said, reading her thoughts. ‘Was… — Robert Bryndza Copy Share Image
“But those same eyes were beginning to crease at the corners, her forehead bore too many lines and her face was beginning to sag.” — Robert Bryndza Copy Share Image
