The wave upon waves of suffering, struggling, enduring endless insults from the press, complete strangers, husband, husband's jerk of a nephew and even her own parents - it was too much for me. I felt sick for the rest of the day.
The worse behavior is husband who clearly still loves her - he remembers how she likes her coffee and goes looking for artificial sweetener that she preferred - but his endless hatred wore me down as much as it caused Kiera to nearly lose her baby and her own life.
I couldn't bear to read her cowardly, selfish best friend's admission again, or Patrizio snivelling 'I should have....' Such a hurtful story. I requested a refund