Chapter 244: Too Stubborn for My Own Good

Michelle's POV:

Surrey, Present Day

"I knew as soon as I left that I regretted it," I tell them, "but I've always been too stubborn for my own good."

"I'd lie there in bed at night, and I'd be able to hear my children crying. For months I fell apart. I didn't eat. I didn't sleep." I get to my feet unable to look at my girls. "I abandoned them and I couldn't face it."

"I've never been very good at facing up to things," I whisper. "I almost bought plane tickets a thousand times but I never got on the plane."

I tell them that I still hadn't managed to tell my parents about Kenneth and the children and that I couldn't imagine myself as Kenneth's wife in England. In Paris, he was a nine until five sort of guy. In the UK he would be a politician.

***

London, 1994

When I received Kenneth's letter I broke. His words were enough to destroy me.

Mon Couer,