Our Fake Royal Wedding

The Kiss ✔️

Bernadette? Who the hell is Bernadette and why is she helping my dad?

I dialled the number. "Bernadette speaking"

"Bernadette? This is Amy" I swallowed "Amy Richards."

"Amy! Oh honey this must be so strange, I'm sorry if it was weird me messaging you like that."

Weird? You're a stranger claiming to be helping my Dad.

"How do you know my Dad?"

"That's a conversation I feel we should have in person. Can you meet for Coffee?"

"Can I bring my brother?"

"Of course you can. Let's meet at Honey Bee's on church street okay?"

"Okay" I say "See you there"

I hung up, calling my brother. I filled him on the situation.

"She's helping our dad?" He asks "Why on earth would she do that"

"Yes and she wants to meet for coffee, will you come?"

"Yeah text me the address" he sighed "This'll be interesting."

I grabbed my wallet and headed to the exit. "Amy!"

I turned to see Carlton. "We need to talk"

I turn around. "We do" I agree "But we can't right now"

"Why not?" He asks

"I have to meet someone" I say backing towards the door.

"Okay" his face frowned. "Well then can we talk after?"

"Sure we can talk, you can cook me dinner" I said quickly

"Dinner?" He frowns

"That way we can talk over dinner." I say

"Why-"

"Look I really have to go, Carlton." I say "I'll see you for dinner"

I left walking fast to the private car and telling the driver the address.

I arrived at the cafe, I realised I had no idea who I was looking for just a woman named Bernadette. I was looking around the cafe when I spotted a girl looking at me. "Amy?" She mouthed.

I nodded and made my way over. "Bernadette?"

"Hello, you must be Amy" she holds out her hand for me to shake I shake it.

I sit down. "Shall we wait for your brother?"

The bell chimed and I saw my brother looking across the room for me, I met his gaze and walked over. "Jacob" he said offering his hand

"Bernadette" she smiled.

Bernadette had short blonde hair and wore black framed glasses, she was also wearing a green knitted sweater with jeans she looked about my mothers age and she was pretty.