Місяць: Липень 2025

When Things Aren’t What They Seem Emily leaned her head against the bus window, watching raindrops streak

“Olly, you don’t need any of this. I’m married and I love my wife,” he said, repeating the

**Diary Entry** *18th June* “Do what I want—it’s my flat too. If you don’t like it, leave!”

**Second Wind** Geoffrey wasn’t a heartthrob like Cary Grant. He worked as an ordinary engineer

“Ollie, this isn’t right. I’m married, and I love my wife,” he said, the words rehearsed

You Are My World Oliver and Emily lived in the same building, on the fifth floor of a red-brick terrace

“Was it my imagination, or are we together again?” Emily pressed herself against James. “

**A Second Wind** Simon wasn’t handsome, not like some Hollywood star. He worked as an ordinary engineer

**Coming of Age** Emily trudged home, exhausted and drained. In one hand, she clutched her handbag, in

You Are My World James and Emily lived in the same building, on the same floor, just across the hall