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“She’s nowhere.”
“Not everyone has social media. I don’t.”
“Yes, you do, you just don’t use it.”
“Same thing.”
“No, she doesn’t even have that.”
I shrugged. “So she doesn’t use social media. It’s unusual these days, but it’s not impossible. She’s pretty focused on her studies.”
“Yes, and it’s a very unique field of study. And she just so happens to end up here? With a future duke?”
“Oh, Freya, take off that tin foil hat,” Mum said, walking in and joining us. “Excellent, there’s some tea.”
“I made this for me and Grace,” I pointed out as she happily helped herself to a cup.
Mum looked at me with a smile. “Well, you’ll have to make some more, won’t you?”
Freya smirked.
“And as for you, put down the magnifying glass. You’re not a detective,” Mum said to her. “It’s very rude to be looking into her so deeply. You know better than that.”
“Mum, I’m just curious who she is, that’s all. He’s been seeing her for, what? Three months? And never mentioned her? And she has no social media?” my sister continued.
Well, at least she didn’t rat us out.
There was that.
“And I swear I’ve met her before,” Freya kept talking. “I know I have, I just don’t know where from.”
“You probably saw her at an event or something,” Mum said, not batting an eyelid. “Chances are you have mutual friends. That’s how she and Will met, after all. A mutual’s engagement party.”
I nodded, staring at Freya.
Yes.
That was how we met.
Hey. She didn’t know differently, to be fair.
“You have enough to deal with this weekend without worrying about your brother’s relationship. He’s a big boy, and he’s capable of handling his own relationships.” Mum patted my arm. “Well, he will be when he learns how to communicate.”
“Mum,” I muttered.
“Besides, you don’t want her coming in and hearing you discussing her, do you?”
“Good morning,” Grace said, stepping into the kitchen.
Ah, shit.
“I’ll make some more tea. They drank it all.” I motioned to Mum and Freya, then turned back to the kettle.
“That’s fine.” She smiled and joined us by the table.
“We were just discussing their grandmother,” Mum said. “And that bloody bird. He almost took my eye out this morning. He chased me around the foyer calling for my arrest.”
Grace bit her lower lip. “He’s not the most charming thing, is he? He ambushed me on the stairs yesterday.”
