At age 16, Emmie Blue stood in the fields of her secondary school and let go of a red balloon into the sky. Attached was her name and email address… and a secret. A secret she wanted to be free of. A secret nobody else knew. That was until 16-year-old Lucas Moreau found her balloon, weeks later, on a beach in Brittany, France, and emailed the address attached. An email that found Emmie when she needed it the most, sparking a friendship which provided the one spot of stability in her life.
Now, fourteen years later and still best friends, Emmie has been secretly in love with Lucas for years. She has pinned all her hopes on him realising she’s The One, and her life outside him is pretty much non-existent. She’s given up the search for her absentee father, no longer tries to build bridges with her (terrible) mother, and lives as a lodger to an old lady who she barely speaks to, after being made redundant from her last job. But when Lucas tells Emmie he has a big question to ask her, she’s convinced this is the moment he’ll reveal that he feels the same, the moment that her life can really start. So when he tells her that he’s got back with his ex, and he wants her to be best woman at his wedding, her plans for their future come to a crushing halt.
Emmie Blue is about to learn everything she thinks she knows about life (and love) is just that: what she thinks she knows. Is there such thing as ‘meant to be’? Or is it true when they say that life is what happens when you are busy making other plans?