Irene’s pov I froze, my eyes darting around to find almost everyone in my living room.Almost, because it was only Layla thar was out of sight.My parents stood on one side, both Mom and Tracey grinning from ear to ear as if they were contesting, Gramps and granny stood behind.On the other side was Greg, Damian’s dad who had a smile with his hands crossed together in front of him.“Go on, dear. He’s waiting.” He saud, gesturing towards my room.“Come on, honey.” Mom urged on and my brows wrinkled as I dragged my feet tfare.The decorations on tge walls, tge ballonss hanging from my ceiling, and tge flowers, trailing up to my room like petals.How did they do all of this?Where was Mike?Then I saw him.He was standing there, faced away from me, leaning ahsinst tge window.“What in the world is going on, we’re not in some kind of romcom movie are we?” I asked and he turned slightly,“My dad wanted me to. Just for formality.” My heart dropped to my stomach and I couldn’t believe I th
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