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“Two hours and fifty-five minutes. That's how long it takes before I find something that makes me sit up in bed. It’s dark, late evening. Evie asleep in the nursery. We must have been downstairs. At one point there’s movement. Evie’s little nightlight wasn’t on, but if you squint, you can see a shadow against the far wall. Chloe. She's crouched in the corner of the room. Then Evie starts to cry and literally one second later the shadow slips out of the room.”
― Nicola Sanders, Don't Let Her Stay

“I should up my game. That’s what I should do. I should make him a delicious home-cooked meal. No, make that a candlelit dinner. And we haven’t had sex in weeks and that’s my fault. I’ll wear something sexy. Do I have something sexy to wear? Something that still fits me? Something that won’t make me look like salami encased in twine?”
― Nicola Sanders, Don't Let Her Stay

“If Chloe was as jealous of her baby sister as Diane claimed to Richard she was, is it possible she had something to do with her death?”
― Nicola Sanders, Don't Let Her Stay

“Can’t you? Jo, my love.”
― Nicola Sanders, Don't Let Her Stay