'I'm looking for that perfect blend of flavours; the taste that used to be you. If I find it, I know you'll come back to me.' It's been 18 months since my husband was murdered and I've decided to finish writing The Flavours of Love, the cookbook he started before he died. Everyone thinks I'm coping so well without him - they have no idea what I've been hiding or what I do away from prying eyes. But now that my 14-year-old daughter has confessed something so devastating it could destroy our family all over again, and my husband's killer has started to write to me claiming to be innocent, I know it's only a matter of time before the truth about me and what I've done is revealed to the world. My name is Saffron Mackleroy and this is my story. 'I didn't do it, you know? I didn't murder your husband. You have to help me ... ' Two years ago my husband was killed. I thought I'd never get over it. But now I don't spend every second missing him, I've started to laugh again - I've even found the perfect way to share his love of food with the world. Is that why a letter from my husband's murderer has arrived? Is that why my fourteen-year-old daughter has revealed a secret that will further devastate our family? Is that why I suddenly feel like I'm walking on glass and one false step will shatter our lives all over again? My name is Jasmine Kavanaugh and this is my story.