James's povI had asked Dei several times for the past 3 days if we were good and she'd assured me we were. On one particular occasion, I cornered her so she was placed between a wall and me. And I had asked her again if we were good, that was when she admittedly told me her acting different was because of the girl at the cafeteria, as the referred to Cassie.&

Deila's povAbout to open the door to my dad's office, which I had been occupying over the last two months —and still was— I paused when I heard a familiar voice call for me.

James's POVI rushed down the stairs, not stopping even when I missed a stair and almost sprained my ankle. The kitchen was the first place my feet took me and I was filled with relief when I saw my mum standing over th

James's povI didn't know how to go about it. Where do I start telling her? How'd I break the news about our betrothal to her? How do I tell her we were put into shit before she was even born? Where do I start? Those were the questions in my head as I placed both thumbs on the lock print to open the door. As soon as my eyes landed on the chair, I slumped down,

James's povWe got into my parents living room, immediately met with anxious  faces—My mum sitting with her face buried in her palms, Mrs and Mr. Barbson holding hands, Lari and Dawn holding hands, Sia staring lost into space and My dad was pacing all over in circles.