Sophie let out a shaky breath, “if Ryan O'Neill has played away, then that's it, marriage over.”
Amber's eyes turned wide like saucers, “you don't know for sure he even has. Let's not jump to conclusions. Come on, try not to worry. Why don't you tell me all about this holiday you've booked? I'm well jealous.”
They slumped down on the soft conservatory seats and Sophie grudgingly told her about the spur of the moment madness that had gripped her.
* * *
An hour later, the boys were home and Amber had left. Derek had sloped off early, citing he was off out for his wedding anniversary. Sophie had snapped at him, angry that he had cheated on his wife with her own mother. There had been no messages from Ryan, she was beginning to regret the way she had screeched at him. Had she acted like a
