Lost.....Empty.....Abandoned.....Alone.....Unloved.... How could a man have made her feel like this? Not just any man either. Her husband. The one she had loved and looked after and had three children with.....her world. He had just left her behind, left his children behind, left his old life behind. He hadn't looked back either. How could he? Marcus had walked out on Stephanie to be with her....that woman, Sue. She had him now and Stephanie hated that. He now had his new love, his new friends, his new flat, his new life and his freedom. What did Stephanie have now? Her children - but being a single mum was so hard...and so lonely. Her new house - but that meant she had no friends around her....they had moved away from everyone. Her new life - she didn't want a new life without Marcus....she just wanted her safe, secure life back. Didn't she? She needed to keep hold of normality somehow, she needed to understand her feelings and the thoughts that swam through her head constantly. She needed to keep hold of her sanity. It was all so difficult to do though. The web of deceit that Marcus was spinning seemed to consume her in so many ways. The frustration was intense and the confusion was endless. But time would help. Time would heal too, wouldn't it? Each day, each week, each month, Stephanie clung to her emotional rollercoaster until her knuckles turned white, detailing every steep climb, every bump and every loop in her diary. One break up, one broken heart, one woman who was unsure she would recover, one diary, one year.....would time really make a difference?