I sat quietly in the sitting room, thinking.
Hugo was right. We'd have to tell mum and James at one point. More importantly, I'd have to remember that we were in no way related.
All I could think of was, family, family, family, retaliated with no, just step-brother.
It was exhausting, and it had planted a seed of doubt in my mind.
I knew we were in a weird situation, and I didn't know how everyone else would see it.
And that made me nervous.
The next day, Hugo and I were just about to go to the lake when James stopped us.
"I need you all here" he said with a hint of a smile, his eyes sparkling.
We impatiently waited in the sitting room.
"What is going on?" I whispered to Hugo.
"Lacey? Yeah, I know, but you need to come home now" James' voice said.
"If Lacey would get home, we could leave sooner" he muttered.
"Lacey, I need you home, now" James said, his voice silently aggressive.
I frowned at the smooth transition from happy to deadly cold.
But, soon, Lacey was home.
"Finally" Hugo said under his breath as she finally entered the sitting room, sitting on a couch.
"Now" James began, as if he had rehearsed for this moment. "Sarah, and Emily, I think you really are the missing ingredient in our family."
Hugo and I glanced at eachother and smiled. Lacey caught us, and frowned in confusion and suspicion.
I awkwardly adverted my eyes from her gaze.
"So there's something that I need to ask."
He went down on one knee, and I felt my eyes widen.
"Sarah Ryan, will you marry me?"
"Yes!" squealed mum. "Yes, yes, yes!"
He smirked, as if he knew the answer, but then mum engulfed him in a hug.
I didn't dislike James, but I didn't particularly like him either. But if he makes my mum happy, who am I to question?
I then regained my consciousness to the other in the room.
Clodagh just smiled contently, while Lacey babbled on to mum about wedding plans and stuff, and Hugo.. Looked lost and sad.
He got up and muttered a small "Congratulations" on his way out.