'God, you're hard.....'

'I'm what you made me', he corrected cruelly. 'Do you feel proud of your handiwork? Does it give you a thrill to know that you and you alone are responsible for what I am today?'

A week ago Philippa's life had been relatively uncomplicated. But that was before she had been forced to return to the village she had left eleven years ago; young frightened and pregnant. But now she was older; and had looked after herself and her son for ten years. She had thought nothing could ever frighten her again - until she met Scott Garston, who wanted revenge for what he thought she had done to him eleven years ago.....