دانلود رمان انگلیسی “تپه لاوندر”

She was home. Rylea Laurent curled her hands around the armrests even before the jolt of wheels on tarmac caused the metal body of the plane to shudder. ‘Landings are the worst,’ her nineteen-year-old travelling companion of the past two hours said with a sympathetic smile from the seat beside her. Rylea gave a stiff nod and forced the death grip of her fingers to loosen. She had to appear as though it was the bumpy descent that had caused her to go quiet and not the fact that she was back on Tasmanian soil. As Thea pressed her nose against the glass, trying to peer outside at the view of Launceston, Rylea folded her hands in her lap to stop herself from giving in to the need to touch the infinity knot tied in the leather encircling her wrist. A cabin announcement relayed the news that mobile phones could now be used. As quick as Thea was to wriggle her phone free from her backpack, other passengers were faster. The musical whoosh of incoming messages created a short-lived symphony. Still, Rylea made no move to extract her mobile from her tote bag. Even though she’d swapped her French SIM card for an Australian one, she needed sleep and a firmer grip on her guilt before she could read Didier’s texts. She swallowed at the memory of the bleakness in his eyes when they’d said goodbye at Charles de Gaulle airport. Two summers ago, when their friendship had developed into something more, she’d been upfront about one day having to return home. With Didier unable to leave his homeland due to his elderly parents and being an only child, their relationship was always going to have an end date.