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laugh through the evening. It is this moment I will remember in the months to
come, the way I am purely and perfectly content with the warm breeze on my skin, my fiancé holding my hand and my brother and sister at my side. Rose casts me occasional glances to make sure
I’m really over my headache and I smile at her, happier than I can ever remember being before.
    Cameron and Rose do most of the talking as Martin opens another bottle of wine. Rose was recently dumped by her boyfriend, Simon – a work colleague of our brother’s – and,
though her tone is light as she refers to their split, I can see that underneath she is hurting. She’s looking good on it though – ‘yeah, that’s the misery diet’ she
says with a wry laugh. But it’s not just that she’s shed a few pounds. The truth is that I can’t remember her ever looking better than she has in the past few months. She’s
junked all her mumsy dresses and is wearing more fitted skirts, tops that show off her curves and even the occasional pair of heels. People say we’re alike and we certainly share our olive
skin and long dark hair, though Rose has a higher forehead and a snubbier nose, but our styles are very different. I like my clothes casual whereas Rose tends to wear more formal outfits, and makes
sure she is fully accessorized at all times. Tonight she’s in a smart linen sheath dress with a pashmina over her shoulders and every time she leaves the deck to go to the bathroom, she
returns with her nose neatly powdered and her lips a soft shade of pink.
    We leave shortly after ten. Martin insists on me taking another sachet of ExAche Powders in case my headache comes back. I protest that I’m fine, but Lish has already fetched the box and
found me a sachet. Martin hands it to me, then calls us a taxi and we go back to our villa, a few miles along the coast. The lights are on in the hall, the back door to the garden open. We all
traipse through and find Jed’s brother Gary and his girlfriend – who declined Martin’s invite to spend the day based around the yacht – swimming naked in the pool. Jed
tersely orders Lish and Dee Dee to bed, then insists Gary gets out. He is clearly drunk and, if Iveta’s hints are anything to go by, they’ve been shagging all day – including in
the water. Rose blinks at this, clearly horrified. My older sister has always been a bit of a prude compared to me though, frankly, I find the idea of Gary ejaculating into our holiday swimming
pool fairly revolting myself.
    Jed is back to being tense and irritated. I see him draw Gary to one side, a frown on his face, though I can’t help but notice his eyes are fixed on Iveta, still naked in the pool as he
speaks. She’s gorgeous, all long slim legs and huge, high breasts that Rose and I have already decided are fakes.
    Rose seems flustered by the situation and heads off to bed. I go to check on Dee Dee. She’s sitting on her bed looking glum, her chubby legs startlingly white beneath her cotton pyjama
shorts.
    ‘What’s up?’ I ask.
    ‘I can’t find my phone and I turned off the locate app so I won’t be able to work out where it is,’ she says. ‘I know I had it when we left the boat but . .
.’
    ‘Do you think you left it in the taxi?’ I ask.
    ‘Maybe,’ Dee Dee says. ‘Or maybe it fell out when we were walking to the taxi. That’s the last time I remember seeing it.’ Her lips tremble. ‘I was sure I put
it in my jacket pocket, but it is a bit loose and flappy . . . and it definitely wasn’t in my pocket when we came into the house.’ Her voice cracks.
    ‘Oh, sweetheart.’ I rush over and squeeze her hand. ‘Listen, I’ll go and get your dad to call the cab firm.’ Dee Dee nods. I squeeze her hand again.
‘It’s horrible losing your phone,’ I say. ‘I’ve done it and it really sucks.’
    Jed, already irritated by his brother, is predictably annoyed that Dee Dee has been careless over her mobile, especially when the cab