The shock on their faces was warranted I mean, their older sister was getting married out of nowhere in two days at most and was just informing them. Everything about that just seemed wrong.Christie was the first to speak. "What do you mean?! She screamed."Who are you getting married to and why are we just hearing about this?" James asked.I wish I could tell them everything but doing that would break them. The reason I was doing this, the possibility that I might leave them soon. They couldn't handle it. I hit my chest lightly as I felt the pain intensify, it wasn't anything I couldn't handle but it still hurt. Despite all these thoughts and what I was feeling, I put on a smile. I had to protect them. I must."I'm really sorry you guys had to find out like this and so close to the wedding. Well the rumors are true, Byron and I are together and we are getting married." I gave them the most cheerful expression I could muster.Christie suddenly let out a squeal. "Oh my, I knew it. Di

"You'd never guess what happened!" Kayla said, looking grim.I rushed over to her. "Are you fine? What happened?""On my way, I mistakenly crossed a red light and the cops caught me.""Is that why you're angry?" I asked, ushering her towards the couch."Yes. I couldn't be here earlier."She's so cute at times."It's fine. Byron came along and he has been a great help.""Byron?" She asked, finally raising her head and noticing Byron. "Mr Bladell, how do you do?" She asked."Sorry I didn't notice you earlier." The smile had come back to her face."It's fine. I should get going." Byron said, getting ready to leave."You should. The groom is not supposed to see the bride before the wedding." She teased, though I could tell how grateful she was that he had come when he did.Byron smirked. "I don't think that counts in our situation." I glanced at Kay and there was a slight frown on her face, probably remembering that I wasn't marrying for love."I mean, we've been together the whole week,

Kissing Byron was a decision I made after careful consideration. We were playing the part of a loving couple, it would be weird if we didn't kiss and therefore ruining our previous performance. I had to prep myself expecting Byron to take the initiative but he stared at me helplessly. I had to take matters into my own hands when he didn't move.If I was asked how it was sharing a kiss with Byron in front of all those people, I honestly don't remember. I was too busy panicking about the kiss to feel anything. Ever since I kissed Byron, my heart had been sent into an overdrive. It was racing manically and I couldn't tell if it was my body's reaction to him or a symptom of my heart disease.Byron helped me into the car. My heart didn't seem to be calming down soon. It definitely was a symptom."Are you okay?" I heard Byron ask. He sounded so far away."Yes." I replied, looking out the window in an attempt to hide my tears. My hands started trembling."Are you sure?" He asked again."Yes

I slumped on the bed, my hair still slightly wet from the shower. I stared at the ceiling, the intricate hexagons that designed it. This was going to be the sight I wake up to every morning now.Vacation in the Maldives. I was so busy trying to balance life and trying not to fall in the red, a vacation was a huge expense that I didn't dare think about. At most on weekends, I'll treat my siblings to ice cream. I was going to a tropical island.After tossing and turning though I was quite tired I couldn't find sleep. It was probably because I was in a new place. I sat up, might as well pack for tomorrow. I opened the door to my closet still not understanding why I needed a separate room for my clothes.It wasn't that big but had a little walking space. With the different drawers, compartments and hangers. My clothes were neatly arranged while some of them were hanged up by colour. I smiled that was Kayla's doing no doubt. I thought about what to pack as I looked through my clothes when

I didn't want to believe what I heard. He definitely wouldn't have brought another woman on our honeymoon.That was probably why he insisted on us enjoying our separate vacations.I decided to ignore all thoughts about Byron and focus on my vacation. This may be the last time I'm out on vacation before my illness gets worse.I soaked myself in the bathtub. The whole setting was very romantic and if I could have allowed myself to fall in love, I really would have loved it all.But I didn't like men. They irritated me. They all looked the same and behaved the same. Except Byron.I got out of the tub after a while feeling refreshed and put on a bikini bra and shorts.After rolling my hair up in a bun, I proceeded to rid the room of all roses and candles. The room looked much better and I was finally able to breathe. I didn't know what to do so I sat down on the chair in the room, looking through the brochure.I wish I could still drink alcohol. I glanced at the minibar across the room a