Sarah pov “Happy birthday, Justin! Happy birthday to dear Justin! Happy birthday to you!” I was trying to mimic Pashley and my friends were laughing their lungs out, holding their tummies. “Stop it, Sarah!” Nadia pressed her face with her palms, “My cheeks hurt!” “No. Now listen up!” Shella stood up and went to the door. She turned and started walking to us with a straight posture and stoic expression. Oh my God! She was mimicking Justin. “Hey, Ashley!” She looked towards me trying to make her voice a little heavier, “What is this all about?” “Oh, Justin! My husband! Today is your birthday, right? I brought a cake for you.” I fluttered my eyes and joined my palms, “Please accept it, your highness!” “What? Your Highness?” Nadia again started laughing, “You two are funny!” “Cake? Where is the cake, Pashley?” Shella asked me in a stern tone. “Oh,” I picked up a disposable plate and brought it to her face, “Here is the cake, your highness. I will be highly obliged if you will hono
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