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Chapter Nine
I picked a long black dress with strips for me. It's a beautiful dress.
I locked the strips of my heels around my anklet. I smiled as I glanced at the clock. It was seven o'clock. He should be inside the room now asking me. ''Are you really, Jaan? ''
I jerk my head as I hear his voice out of my brain. My eyes widened. He's standing draped in a black t-shirt and jeans. I take my lip between my teeth.
"I should change," I say to him.
He shakes his head and forwards his hand. I pick my clutch and take his hand, feeling his fingers close around mine. It feels as if I'm going out with my boyfriend.
We drifted out in the hall. His parents, Vicky and Guri are sitting on the couch. God knows what they are discussing!
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