The Things We Never Knew by Megan Mayfair

The Things We Never Knew

The Things We Never Knew by Megan Mayfair (Café Chronicles #2)
English | 2020 | General Fiction/Classics | ePUB | 3.1 MB

What if the things we never knew could tear our lives apart?

Michelle Fitzgerald isn’t having a good year. A disastrous student exchange opportunity in Canada has seen her thrown out of university and nursing a broken heart. She focuses on work and planning her next adventure, yet finds herself at a crossroads when a chance meeting with a handsome locksmith, Leon causes her to rethink her wanderlust.

Meanwhile, fashion designer Bebe Baranov has lived a nomadic, creative existence travelling the world since she was a child. Awaiting the commencement of a prestigious masterclass in New York, Bebe spends time with her mother in her hometown of Melbourne and enjoys a whirlwind romance with café manager, Harry. Yet, while in town, she finds herself compelled to find out more about her father, a man she never knew.

As Bebe’s quest for the truth about her past leads her to Michelle, a secret threatens to not only destroy their newfound friendship but cause ripples through Michelle’s entire life. Are the answers worth the pain they might cause, or are some things best left unknown?

Glancing up at the crest of the university, sitting smugly against the brick wall of the office, Michelle’s stomach turned over.

She knew what was coming. It shouldn’t be a surprise after the last few years, but even so, today felt like a foregone conclusion.

Maybe there was a small glimmer of hope that one day she would have a nice piece of paper with the university’s logo on it, but that seemed like a distant possibility now, especially after everything that had happened.

Did she care?

Her brother Pete lined up his iPad and phone on the table in front of him with perfect precision. His attention turned to her, a worried look on his face. “Have you gone over the transcript? And the notes we made?” He was always one for notes, records, and paperwork.

She shrugged, but as his eyes narrowed in a concerned, overprotective brotherly way, she nodded and rummaged in her bag, producing the crumpled papers. She placed them on the table in front of her and smoothed them with the palm of her hand. She wasn’t sure how much they would help.

Her transcript was not exactly pleasant reading.

“Michelle Fitzgerald?” A man with greying temples and a dull suit entered the room, a file perched under his arm.

“Yes,” she said.

Her brother hissed, “Stand up.” He was already on his feet.

Following his lead, she scrambled to stand. “Do you want me to curtsy, too?” she whispered back. “Doff my cap, gov?”

He scowled. “Don’t be ridiculous.”

“This whole process is ridiculous,” she muttered.

“And you are?” the man asked Pete.

“I’m Dr Pete Fitzgerald. I’m Michelle’s brother, and I’m here to be her advocate.”

She watched as her brother and the dull-suited man leaned over and shook hands. Advocate? She didn’t need an advocate—it made her sound helpless—but the family had insisted, so Pete had taken annual leave to be there to support her so she’d gone along with it. And with a PhD to his name, nobody in the family knew academic-speak like Pete did.

“Yes, that’s fine. We’ll wait for my colleagues and we’ll begin the process.” The man nodded to Michelle and sat down. He unbuttoned his jacket, the colour of which reminded her of the colour of water that was left in the bucket after washing the car.

Michelle and Pete also sat, and she tilted her head to the roof. She wanted this over with. She knew what the outcome was. Why couldn’t they have just sent her a text message or an email about this? Maybe a gif. ‘Hey girl, you stuffed up!’ sort of thing. That would tell her what she needed to know and would save her from this overly formal ‘hearing’ in the university’s offices.

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