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back.’
    ‘Whooo you’ve got it bad!’ laughs Craig, as he settles back onto his sofa with a sarcastic smile on his face. ‘Should have kept your dick in your pants if you wanted to keep a girl like Izzy. She’s class, man.’
    ‘I know, I know. I don’t need anyone to remind me! I am a total wanker and do not deserve her...’ mutters Paul, taking a long swig from his can.
    ‘Bet she was a good shag though, eh?’ he winks, raising his beer, saluting his friend. ‘Fine little figure of a girl that Jules. The only reason I never gave it a go was because I thought that bloke she lives with was her fella!’ he laughs loudly.
    ‘I’m not proud of what I did Craig. In fact, it has been the most stupid, biggest mistake of my life so far.’ He shakes his head, ‘but don’t you worry, I won’t cramp your style for too long mate, you’ll see! I’ll be back at the cottage with my girl... as it should be.’
    Paul suddenly stands up, grabs his car keys from the coffee table and heads for the door. ‘Won’t be long. Just popping out for a bit. Need me to pick anything up?’
    ‘No worries. Just as long as you fetch me another beer from the fridge if I can’t make it over there by the time you’re back!’ he laughs as Paul heads out of the flat.
    He drives the fifteen-minute drive over to Isabel’s parents’ house with renewed determination. ‘I need to see her,’ he says to himself. ‘Maybe then I can make her understand how much I need her?’
    Louise opens the door with the chain still on as she had seen Paul’s red car pull up on to their drive. She doesn’t even give him a chance to speak. He is taken aback by the fire in the voice of this mild mannered woman whom he thought he knew so well.
    ‘I suggest you leave, Paul. We have nothing to say to you. Isabel is not here so there’s no point in trying to push your way into the house. Just leave us alone!’
    ‘Louise, please, you don’t understand! I love Isabel so much, I want to marry her. I know what I did was a terrible, terrible thing, but we love each other. I just need a chance to talk to her. Please ...’ he begs, raising his voice and beating his fist against the door frame in frustration.
    Louise steps back from the door as Duncan appears behind her and tells her to go back inside.
    ‘Duncan, you’ll understand. You know how much I love your daughter? I just need to speak to her. She’ll forgive me, I know she will. We are meant to be together. I wouldn’t be here making a total fool of myself, right here on your doorstep, if I didn’t love her so desperately...’ he leans his head forward against the door, looking as if he may crumple to his knees, tears flowing freely down his cheeks now.
    ‘Paul I’m sorry lad, but I’m afraid that you must understand how badly you have betrayed Isabel, all of us . She could have been killed. You do realise that? Leave her alone. Give her time to recover.’
    ‘But where is she?’ he sobs.
    ‘Away, Paul. We’re not going to tell you where but she’ll be back when she’s ready, ok? That’s all you need to know. Take the back lanes and drive carefully son, I can smell beer on your breath. If the police stop you, you’ll lose your license on top of everything else, now pull yourself together.’
    Duncan shuts the door calmly but firmly in Paul’s face and heads back into the house to help Louise with the packing.

Chapter 17
    I sabel and Rachel wander along the promenade and stop outside the bar that Isabel had seen. It’s a dark wooden building with folding glass windows on the bottom deck and a large rectangular bar in the centre, surrounded by black tables set out for lunch with white, linen napkins and wine glasses. They walk up the ramp, smiling at the barmen as they welcome them in English. ‘Is it that obvious?!’ whispers Rachel.
    Isabel leads the way up a few steps to the upper deck and swings her legs over the padded bench so that she is facing out towards the sea with her