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she’d just done hit her. She had quit her job! And, yes, she had hated it, but the people she’d worked with were nice, apart from evil Vera, and she didn’t have to think too hard about what she was doing. Now she was going to have to get another job … another shit job.
    She scrabbled around in her jacket pocket, needing just ten pence more for her fare, and her fingers touched an envelope. She pulled it out. It was the letter her dad had given her the other week. Oh, well , she thought, I may as well see the damage . She ripped it open, and as she read the letter it was as if everything and everyone around her faded away into the distance. The people rushing to get their trains, the thwack of the ticket barriers opening and closing, the announcements, all vanished. The letter was from her real mum, Tanya, and she had sent it to the social worker first, asking her to pass it on to Tiffany. The writing was barely legible and the spelling pretty bad, but the meaning was clear enough.
    I thought Tiffany should know that she has a half-sister. She’s Angel Summer – the famous model. I don’t know if Angel will want to know her. She came and saw me once but didn’t do nothing for me, and didn’t want to know me after. But maybe she could do something for Tiffany. And I wanted to say sorry to both of them, to Angel and Tiffany. Sorry I couldn’t be a mum to them.
    As if in a daze Tiffany looked up from the letter. Someone bashed into her in their haste to reach the ticket barrier, but she hardly noticed. Angel Summer, the former glamour model now turned TV presenter, famous for her beauty and for being married to the gorgeous England footballer, Cal Bailey … she was Tiffany’s half-sister! It seemed too incredible to be true, the plot of of a Hollywood movie. It couldn’t possibly be true, could it? And yet why would Tanya lie about such a thing?
    Tiffany made her way to the platform, feeling as if her world had just been turned upside down and inside out. And in a twist of fate, staring right at her from across the track, on a massive billboard advertising her new TV show, was Angel.

Chapter 5
    TIFFANY CHEWED THE end of her pen as she tried to come up with a letter to her sister that would make her sound sane and not like some loony-tune stalker. But it was proving so difficult. How should you break the news that out of the blue you have found out you are someone’s long-lost sister? You couldn’t exactly Google tips from the internet. For her fifth attempt – the last four had ended up in the bin – she got straight to the point:
    Dear Angel,
    You don’t know me but I am writing to let you know that I have just found out that you could be my half-sister. I know how mad that must sound but it’s true. I recently got in contact with Tanya, our ‘real’ mum, and afterwards she wrote and told me about our connection. I don’t want anything from you; the chance to see you is all I ask. My meeting with Tanya didn’t exactly go well …
    So here’s some stuff about me: I’m twenty-two, I live in London. I’m Aquarius. My favourite colour is red. My favourite book is Wuthering Heights . My favourite film is Little Miss Sunshine – I always cry at the ending. I’ve got a tattoo of a dolphin on my ankle. My dad is a carpenter, but wants to be a chef, my step-mum is a classroom assistant, and I have a half-sister, Lily-Rose, who wants to be Lady Gaga. I studied Fashion and Textiles at college and I’m trying to get my career as a stylist off the ground – at the moment it’s a case of Tiffany Taylor, stylist to no one but herself. I love going to the cinema, clubbing and girlie nights in. And I’ll stop there in case you think I really am a stalker – I’m not.
    Tiffany sighed after she’d read through her letter, having no idea whether she had got it right. It was probably the best she could come up with in the circumstances.
    After some research she had tracked down Angel’s agent and planned to