Owen looked around his apartment in disgust; empty bottles lay everywhere, a few half-eaten takeaways scattered among them. How had he let this happen? Even after Katie he’d had enough pride to keep his home in order but since Diane flew out of his life he’d really let himself go.
He’d only known her a matter of days, but he’d fallen hard. She’d been the first person he’d allowed himself to really care for since Katie, but even so, her leaving shouldn’t have destroyed him like this.
Had Bilis Manger manipulated their emotions more than any of them had realised?