If diamonds cried

A romantic novel with a social theme, written by Emma Darcy. "Why do you want to go back to Australia, Holly? I don‘t understand you," Heather Rydal asked indignantly. And therein lay the problem, as Holly saw it: she and her mother would never understand each other. The rift between them had been there for a long time, and the only thing that bound them was their blood. Despite everything that was said and done, they remained mother and daughter. That was why Holly tried to maintain peace. "I want to go back, Mum," she replied calmly. "I told you at the time of the birth, when I came back here, that I would only stay for six months." Heather Rydal paced the bedroom while her daughter continued packing her clothes into an old suitcase that had seen much travel. In truth, she hadn‘t aged a day. Her black curls were carefully styled, her slender figure was impeccably dressed, and her face bore the marks of maturity. Her skin showed no signs of fatigue or strain, unlike her forty-six years. She was able to leave all of that behind, even when she was upset, as she was now. They would always be at odds.