I tried to move away discreetly but I stumbled on my feet, tried to lean on the wall for support but ended up groaning in pain.
Great, I was being a klutz at the wrongest of times.
"Emmy? Is that you?" I heard Rayan's voice.
"Oui" then I went into a coughing fit, realising my throat was dry.
Immediately one of the household staff came towards me with a cool glass of water, a sympathetic look on her face.
I walked to the living room area with Rayan supporting me.
Mum, dad and Aunt Delyse (Jordan's mother) were seated there with worried looks on their faces.
But dad looked extremely angry his face was even red.
"How do you feel, mon cherié? (My dear)" mum asked, helping me sit down.
I sent her a weak smile and somehow, tears clouded my vision as I remembered why these important peop
