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Elva’s POV
We all sat round the dining table with our home made soup and Chinese rice dished out in front of us.
We started eating our dinner.
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“Yummy” Fleur commented.
“Yeah”
I looked over to Daisy who is eating in silence engrossed in her iPod, there’s something with her face expression as she kept on clicking on some thing.
Why do I feel there is something off with that iPod.
It’s always with her and she’s always so engrossed in it.
My gaze went back to Mig and I caught him staring at me,he quickly glanced away or am I mistaken?
I smiled, remembering how ladies were drooling over him back at the cafeteria. His future wife will surely be a lucky woman.
Why do I picture myself standing beside him on the altar..so crazy of m
