Four
Kyla left for Edinburgh barely an hour after Hamish broke the news. There were a thousand questions with very few answers, but she knew she had to tell David, and she had to do it in person. This wasn’t the kind of thing to be shared over a phone line. Over the hours of the drive, she had time for a good cry as the reality of what this could mean began to truly sink in. She’d thought she’d understood what it had been like for her brother. But she hadn’t. Not really.
Unlike Connor, she’d been free to pursue relationships like any normal person. She’d had a few boyfriends through university, a handful of casual affairs in the years after that had left her feeling unsettled, in search of something more. When she’d met David Murray at an antiques auction, the restlessness she’d been wre
