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“Knock, knock!” Hannah’s door opened a c***k. Her mum’s face appeared. “Happy birthday, sweetie. Can we come in with your presents?”
Turning onto her back, still sleepy, Hannah agreed to her family coming into her bedroom. This was one of the first years she’d not been chomping on the bit to get to her gifts, mainly because she was too old to be getting excited about birthdays, but also because she’d had a huge row with Benji last night about keeping their relationship a secret.
Sitting up in bed, she smiled at her mum and dad, attempting to keep her mood a secret. “Ah, thank you,” she said, accepting their small gifts. She smiled at Tony, who looked tired, rubbing his eyes. Her alarm clock said it was eight o’clock. “I’ll start with my cards.”
While she opened her gifts, Hannah wan
