Accidental Reunion. Carol Marinelli

know full well.’

      ‘No, Lila, I don’t. What have I done now?’

      She shot him a look. ‘You mean apart from strolling back into my life and expecting us to be friends?’

      ‘Yes, Lila.’ His voice was deep and his eyes searched hers. ‘Yes, Lila,’ he repeated. ‘Apart from that.’

      What could she say? That the news he was living with Yvonne had devastated her? That, though she hadn’t even realised it, she had somehow harboured a hope that maybe, just maybe there might have been a chance for them?

      Of course not. She tore her eyes away. Lying was hard enough without looking at him. ‘I think I made a mistake yesterday,’ she replied finally, ‘when I said we could be friends. There’s too much water under the bridge.’