(Lynda’s point of view)
Over the past two weeks I have been busier then I have ever been in my whole life, with planning the wedding and running the café. I have started to think that I need to ask Emma to help me run the café, at less for while I am pregnant, Edythe has been helping we with the wedding planning. I could not believe that I am getting married tomorrow, even though I do not want to spend a night away from Ryan Edythe insisted that we do. Emma and I are staying at Edythe while John is staying at Ryan’s with Ryan,
“I am just going to the toilet” I say as I get up from the sofa. I secretly grab my phone and hide it in my top so that Edythe does not see that I have it, once I get to the bathroom I lock the door so that no one can catch me. I pull my phone out an
