The Sanatorium (Detective Elin Warner, #1)

by Sarah Pearse

Who doesn’t wonder: What if life had taken a different path?

To be honest, at first I thought it was a rebound thing, but when it ended, I wasn’t so sure. She was really upset.” Margot shrugs, the gesture at odds with the intensity in her eyes. “But that’s reasonable, right? If someone tosses you aside like you’re rubbish. No one likes that, do they? Feeling used.”

Grief is like a series of bombs exploding, one after another. Every hour, a new detonation. Shock after shock after shock.