But he was also great at business, good at juggling his family’s needs, and an excellent planner. Even if some of those plans were technically illegal.

Zeynep squeezed her hand. “Don’t worry, you can depend on me. I’ll help you.”

The other woman had left before Yasmin could ask her what she meant, and the wedding was the first time Yasmin had seen her since.

“Where are your thoughts, my wife?” Volkan said in her ear, drawing her attention. “I hope they’re on me and our honeymoon.”

Volkan was going to fly her to his island so she could see her new home and enjoy the sunny beaches. He planned to take a week off work and make the most of their time off together.

She did her best to smile at him to let him know how excited she was, but her thoughts were entirely on the life growing inside her. Nausea threatened and she had to excuse herself from the dancefloor, unable to stomach the other couples as they whirled around her.

Volkan offered to come with her, but she declined, telling him she’d be back quickly.

She made her way into the house and considered going up to her suite where she could have a brief rest before facing the wedding guests again. She was on her way up when Defne stepped in front of her.

Yasmin was glad to see her new sister-in-law was feeling better. She hadn’t joined in the henna session the day before, pleading illness. Defne looked lovely in a white dress with pink ribbon rimming her waist and sleeves. Her hair was up in a sleek knot with a white daisy pinned to the centre, and her makeup highlighted her wide lips and large luminous eyes.

Yasmin looked closer. “Have you been crying?”

Defne shook her head, but her eyes slid away. “Of course not, this has been the most perfect day ever. I just wanted to let you know that Zeynep was asking after you. She said your limo to the helicopter is ready.”

Yasmin frowned. “My limo to the helicopter? I thought we were taking Volkan’s plane to the island.”

Defne’s eyes widened and she nodded. “Yes, of course, that’s what I meant. How silly. A helicopter won’t go that far. The limo is waiting to take you to the airstrip where you’ll fly with Volkan to the island.”

“Where’s Volkan?” Yasmin asked in confusion. “Does he know the limo is ready to go? It seems early to leave the guests.”

“Not at all,” Defne said brightly, linking arms with Yasmin and leading her toward the front entrance. “It’s normal for the bride and groom to leave early for their honeymoon here. It shows an eagerness to start their lives together.”