Panic began flooding through my veins as I stared ahead at the screen.
"Why is she skyping you?" I asked, pulling the sheets around my body and scrambling to the edge of the bed.
"How am I supposed to know?" He pushed his fingers through his hair, looking around the room.
"Quick, hide in the bathroom."
He waved his hand in the direction of the en-suite, hurrying towards the bed to tidy the sheets.
"Are you f*****g crazy? Don't answer it!" My voice came out half yelling, half pleading.
"Yeah, because Mel is really the type to just give up." He spat her name out with venom.
It was clear that he wasn't just stressing, he was pissed, but he had a point. I knew my sister, and there was no way in hell that she wouldn't keep trying. Especially with her fiance. Our eyes locked, and there wa
