Emma

The three of us are standing at the front door as I try to look for anything in particular. My eyes won't stop glancing back and forth onto my phone; wanting to make sure that this is the right address and that we are not lost. That would be trouble for us.

''So, should we knock or something?'' Evelyn asks.

''There's the doorbell,'' Andrea answers from behind which causes me to glance at both of them; seeing that they are busy controlling their laughters which I find confusing for no reason at all. They are acting like kids and yes, it surely is cute, somehow.

''Right. I see that,'' I mutter under my breath.

Within seconds, I am already walking up the stairs before standing near the door; counting to ten before pressing the doorbell but my action is interrupted by the door opening, revealing an unknown man.

My eyebrows furrow in confusion at the figure.

Yet, he looks at me as if he has seen me before.

''I'm sorry,'' I mutter, politely as I stand to the side; letting him pass through but both of his eyes won't stop looking at me—making me look back at him, raising an eyebrow as I glance at my sister-in-law.

The man in front of me continues to stare at me as he eyes my outfit; making me clear my throat but I take my time to eye him too. His light green eyes and dirty blonde hair reminds me of someone, familiar.

''I know you,'' He breathes out, slowly.

''You do?'' I ask, trying to recall any images of him.

He chuckles, revealing his perfectly straight teeth as he keeps on looking at me. Then, he glances at Andrea and Evelyn before looking back at me. He shoves both of his hands into his jeans' pocket, casually.

''You're the current princess of Cambridge, Emma Faye. Clearly, you're Emery's wife,'' He says, stating the obvious in which I can't help but agree. For the past hour, we've been wandering in this city but no one has seemed to notice us at all. Well, especially now because we're in disguise but he notices.

''You're Cole?'' I ask, wanting to know if he is.

''That's me,'' He mutters, both of his eyes focusing.

''May we come in?'' I change the topic, wanting to find a different place to talk so that this conversation can be longer. In fact, if we're talking about his sister, it should be done privately—family matter.

''Absolutely. Come on in,'' He replies, smiling.

I step inside after glancing at Evelyn and Andrea as they quickly follow behind me. As soon as we step inside, we are greeted with a perfectly arranged and designed living room. This room has been organised modernly; leaving traces of a young bachelor.

''Nice place,'' Andrea compliments.

''Thanks,'' He smiles at the three of us, ''I don't mean to be rude or anything but may I ask why the three of you are here? You guys aren't just anybody. Emery's sister and wife are here; it's worth questioning,''

Evelyn and I glance at each other but she shoves it off by smiling at Cole; making her way towards him. Her eyes are piercing deeply into his—leaving him almost bewitched by her gaze, ''We came here to talk,'' She says, stating the truth as she sits down.

Cole confusingly stares at Evelyn and I before glancing at Andrea who has done nothing but stand beside me; protectively. As I make my way towards the sofa, he follows behind me before standing in the middle of Evelyn and I—showing dominance.

''About what, exactly?'' He frowns, slightly.