Jade Lee Wright

Fourteen years ago, someone stole one of my twin babies. Now my daughter is back. But there’s something wrong.

The guilt never stopped. Waking up every night at four in the morning, wondering if she was still alive. Somehow, I built a new life. Now I live in a beautiful Cotswolds home with my remaining daughter. My marriage is held together by the thinnest thread of hope.

But the loss never heals.

Until I walk in to find her in my kitchen.

It’s the moment I’ve dreamed about.

But my new-found daughter studies me, unblinking. She plays with my husband’s attention. She whispers behind my back.

I’m not sure anymore if she’s really my daughter. And what she’s doing here…

You think your family’s weird? He promised me forever. But I might not make it to “I do.”

I’m marrying Stephen at Shadowmoor Lodge. His family’s luxurious estate deep in the frozen Surrey Hills. No phone signal, no neighbours, just Stephen’s controlling mother and a family that loves hunting, and watches me like I’m the entertainment.

I open my suitcase, but it’s not my stuff.

Inside is the exact outfit a woman called Charlotte Walker was wearing when she vanished a week ago.

Six days until my wedding. And already I want to run.

‘My baby’s been taken,’ I sob into the phone. Blood is everywhere.

My fiancé, Alex, is slumped beside the birthing pool, his head gashed open. The baby? Gone.

I cradle my empty stomach, my empty arms. And then Alex looks at me — not with love, but with blame.

This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. The move. The fresh start. The antenatal classes. The new friends. But nothing about this feels right.

And as the sirens wail closer, I realize something terrible — someone planned this. Someone in our new life wanted our baby.

And I think they’re in the baby group.