Narcia’s P.O.V. I spent the rest of the weekend doing little jobs here and there, Mila and Ebony were so excited for the wedding they decided to take on the majority of the planning themselves which suited me fine in all honestly, I didn’t fancy the stress of planning my own wedding. Mila’s was different I just thought of ideas and Ebony found the resources. Every now and then I would find myself just staring at my ring, it was beautiful and the fact it was a family heirloom only made it all the more special. Ever since that night at the school Chris has barely left my side, I couldn’t blame him. Even I thought for a moment that I might run away from it all, I am constantly battling with the feeling that he would be so much better off in the world without me. But then the idea of him leaving me invades my mind, and the overwhelming sadness I feel just from the thought of it is too much to bare, if those feelings were even remotely close to how Chris would feel without me, then it woul

Chris’s P.O.V.I didn’t like this newcomer. Sister or not, Narcia had told me the stories of her old life, her life even before Jett and it wasn’t always pleasant. The lies, secrets, betrayals, not one of her family tried to reconcile with her after the incident where she saved my fathers life. But still, she was a ridiculously kind soul, and she and Astrid had been in the garden talking for hours now. “What could she possibly have to say that could redeem her actions!” I was pacing back and forth impatiently. Mila and the others were busy putting the lounge back to normal. They had made so much effort to give Ness the perfect hen do, in two days time she would be walking down the aisle to me, making my dreams come true, and now this woman has arrived and will likely spoil everything. “Chris you need to calm down, she IS Narcia’s sister after all and if she wants to give her a chance to explain herself then it is up to us to support her through that. She asked for space, so space is