PROLOGUE
Marcel Styles was my best friend. He had been since nursery. He was the sweetest, kindest. most caring person around and I honestly loved him. As a friend of course. We could never be anything more. I was an only child and he was like the brother I'd always wanted.
Even if he was the school nerd, and I was (apparently) the popular girl, I couldn't go a day without seeing him. "Joined at the hip those two!" was what our parents used to say.
Of course, seeing as I was so close to him, I had met his twin brother Harry. We weren't close. To be honest neither were him and Marcel, but of course they shared the brotherly bond all siblings. Harry kept himself to himself. Don't get me wrong he was a nice enough guy, and not at all bad looking. Maybe one day we would get closer. But I would never want to ruin things between Marcel and I. Never.
