Carla and Kate have a heart to heart.
"I just loved Rana so much, how do I just move on?" Kate asked Carla, as if she had all the answers in the world.
"You don't." Carla replied. "You may never get over her, but you do learn to live with it." She added, wrapping her arm round Kate's shoulders.
"Do you want a brew?" Kate asked, shifting away from her older sister.
"Yeah, go on then." Carla smiled, whilst Kate got up off the sofa.
After Kate had made a brew, she sat back down with Carla.
"Come on then" Kate began. "Who was the love of your life?" She asked.
"I don't know." Carla answered honestly, taking a sip of coffee. "I've made lots of mistakes, and all of the men that I really loved had some fault: They slept with other people, they were with someone else, they were horrible in the end..." she trailed off.
"What do you mean horrible?" Kate asked, noticing her sisters face drop as she relived past experiences.
"It's not for you to worry about." Carla said. "You should just think about moving on from Rana."
"But I don't want to move on, I can't, I love her." Kate reasoned.
"She's made her decision Kate." Carla clarified. "She's with Zeedan, she's staying with him..."
"But I love her." Kate told Carla, as a tear rolled down her cheek.
"Hey, hey, don't do that." Carla told her younger sister, pulling her in for a tight hug.
"I really love her..." Kate sobbed.
"You never told me." Kate began.
"Told you what?" Carla asked.
"Who the love of your life was." Kate explained. "Was it Paul?" she asked.
"With Paul," Carla began, taking a breath, thinking about how she was going to word this. "He was my first love, he kept me safe, but just like all the others, he let me down in the end." Carla smiled sadly.
"What did he do?" Kate asked, catching her sisters eyeline.
"Something that I would have forgiven him for... If he hadn't of died." She told her sister honestly.
"Like?" Kate pushed.
"I don't want to talk about it." Carla told her sister sternly.
"Come on," Kate whined, "I told you all about Rana and my problems, can you not just tell me..."
"He slept with prostitutes." Carla blurted out, interrupting Kate, with the revelation silencing her.
"I didn't know." Kate said softly, placing her hand on Carla's lap.
"Well it's not exactly something you want putting on the front page of the gazette." Carla answered back. "You ok?" she asked Kate, noticing that her sister had began staring into space.
"Yeah." Kate said, refocusing herself.
Anyone want a part two?