I'm featuring an excerpt from it today:
I pulled onto the drive and glanced at the clock on the dashboard before switching off the engine. It was only 5:25pm – I’d made good time getting home for once. I grabbed my bag, climbed out of the car, locking it remotely as I walked to the front door and let myself into the house.
As soon as I crossed the threshold, I knew something was not quite right, but couldn’t think what it could be. I walked into the kitchen, but it was exactly as I’d left it that morning – a mess. I wandered into the lounge and let my eyes drift slowly around the room, searching for anything amiss. I didn’t spot anything at first, but then I noticed the coffee table was out of place. I moved towards it meaning to put it back when I saw a letter addressed to me lying on the surface.
I recognised Josh’s writing on the envelope and a chill shivered down my spine. I reached for it, my hand trembling. I picked it up and managed to extract the contents on the third attempt; I unfolded the sheets and began to read.
My darling Remy,
It’s hard for me to put into words how disgusted I am with myself right now. When I saw what I’d done to you, I felt so sick inside and I hate myself for it. I really don’t remember doing it, which makes it really weird and scary. I’m obviously not safe to be around, I’m a monster and I can’t risk hurting you like that again, so I have to go away. I don’t want to leave you, but there’s something wrong with me and I couldn’t bear it if I injured you again.