Rachel got up from the sofa and began to get dressed. Chris watched her, smiling. She turned to face him.

"I'm sorry. I have to go back to school. I promised Kim I'd be back before the end of the day. Now, you relax and I'll come round tomorrow to see you. Ok?" Rachel told him.

Chris nodded. Rachel finished getting dressed then left. Chris lay ton the sofa for a little while. Then he went upstairs and put his pyjamas on. He got into bed.

Rachel arrived back at school and went up to her office. She sat at the desk for a minute, then there was a knock on the door. Kim entered. She looked at Rachel.

"You ok?" Kim asked. Rachel nodded. "If Chris ok?" Rachel nodded again.

Kim handed Rachel some paperwork then left the office.

The day eventually finished. The bell rang and kids poured out of the school gate. The teachers left and Rachel was now alone in the school. She sat with her head in her hands. Then her mobile vibrated on the desk.

She snatched it up and read the message.

God I miss you. I need you. Meet me.

Rachel looked to try to see who the message was from but the number was withheld. She swore under her breath. She stared at the message for a while. Then she put her phone in her bag and got up. She put her coat on and left the office.

In the car park she took her phone out and saw another message.

I love you babe. I have to see you again."

Rachel was confused. She couldn't remember anyone calling her 'babe'.

Chris didn't.

Eddie hadn't.

None of the men she had slept with had.

Who were these texts from?

Rachel put her phone away and drove home.

She had a small dinner. She wasn't hungry after today.

She didn't want to do anything, so she got into bed. She put her CD player on and listened to music for a while. Then she heard her phone ringing. She got out of bed and went to her phone. The person rang off instantly, and the call was from a withheld number. After a minute, Rachel received a text.

You have no idea how much I love you. Seriously babe, we were meant to be together. Meet me. Tomorrow.

Rachel stared at the text. She thought. Should she meet this guy. It could be someone who she had loved and forgotten, but who? She was desperate to find out.

She waited for a while. Then she got another text.

I'll be in the alley behind McDonalds in town. 14.15

Now she didn't know what to do. No one was ever in the alley behind McDonalds except drug dealers, paedophiles and prostitutes. But she really wanted to know who this person was.

At midnight, she made her decision.