Samantha Keogh. After all this time it still sounded right. As Sam lay in bed that night she was still imagining Dylan next to her. Just like old times, when they were both so happy. She knew Dylan well enough to know that despite what he says he was happy when they were together and quite frankly she didn't care what anyone else thought because she knew the truth.

She knew she still loved Dylan and deep down he loved her to. She just wished that he would admit to somebody that they did have many great memories together. Although maybe this was why she and Dylan were so alike. Neither of the liked to admit how they felt to other people let alone their colleagues. Sam had never been the type to gossip so didn't see the point in giving out information that others could just speak about as they wished. As far as she could work out it would never have anything to do with anyone apart from her and Dylan. And especially not Zoƫ as despite the fact she never admitted it Sam was becoming increasingly jealous of her older colleagues closeness to her husband.

She knew she needed to do something now before it was too late. But what could she do to get Dylan back for good?