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I’m lying on a hospital bed surrounded by beeping machines, with the girls beside me and Mum perched on a chair at the far end of the room.

      ‘She’s back!’ Amanda almost screams, gripping my hand. ‘Kate, can you hear me? Do you know where you are?’

      ‘You gave us all such a fright love,’ says Mum. ‘Kept talking all sorts of rubbish about seeing your father again. But the doctor says with plenty of rest, you’ll be just fine.’

      ‘And then you kept having this imaginary conversation with James Watson,’ says Sophie. ‘Scary stuff, babe.’

      ‘Sophie, how many kids do you have?’ I hiss urgently at her.

      ‘Four,’ she shrugs, ‘why? You wanna adopt one?’

      ‘And Amanda … did you once used to be in a soap opera?’

      ‘Jeez, you’re just out of a coma and you want my life’s CV now? Course I did, you eejit!’ she says, sounding 100 per cent like the old Amanda again.

      And that’s when I know.

      I just know I’m finally back in my own reality. In 2015, where I belong. With my two best mates and Mum; the people who matter most to me.

      So there and then I make my real birthday wish. I wish that I could be nothing but grateful for every single life choice I made in my life that took me to this point. For my dream job, my lovely home and most of all for my family and friends. Because whether I thought so or not, every choice each of us made along the way was absolutely the right thing for us.

      ‘We’re all so lucky,’ is all I can whisper, before slumping weakly back onto the pillow.

      We mightn’t have thought so, but actually everything is fine.

      It just might take me till Valentine’s Day next year to explain it, that’s all.

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       About the Author

      Claudia Carroll is top ten bestselling author in the UK and a number one bestselling author in Ireland, selling over 670,000 copies of her paperbacks alone. She was born in Dublin where she still lives. Her 2013 novel ME AND YOU was shortlisted for the Bord Gais Popular Choice Irish Book Award.

      

      BETH THOMAS

      An Unforgettable Proposal The Guilty One

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      First published in Great Britain by HarperCollins 2015

      Copyright © Beth Thomas 2015

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      This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

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      Ebook Edition © February 2015 ISBN: 9780008136130

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Copyright

An Unforgettable Proposal

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       An Unforgettable Proposal

      When I get to the restaurant, the maître d’ shows me to our usual table. It’s empty but that’s OK; I don’t mind getting here first. I had expected to anyway, and to be honest I am ten minutes early. But I’ve been looking forward to this all week and couldn’t wait any longer. I don’t even mind that I’m sitting at a restaurant table on my own on Valentine’s Day. I know Sam is going to be here soon, so no one has to feel sorry for me.

      Our table is by the window so I can watch the street. Look out for him. The traffic comes and goes but none of it interests me. In a few moments, I’ll see him and finally it’ll feel like the day has started. I glance at my watch. Almost seven-thirty. He’s generally only slightly late, so probably only another five or six minutes to wait.

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