P.S. from Paris (UK edition)

by Marc Levy

And besides, it was almost certainly better to be out on the town, surrounded by strangers, than to stay at home brooding.

A broken heart hurts like hell, I know, but it’s better than being so empty you’ve got nothing to cry about.’

Give me some credit. I wasn’t going to enjoy this feast all by my lonesome while the person next to me stared at their airplane food contemplating death by starvation. That would have ruined the whole thing for me.’