“Thanks, Sven. You have no idea how grateful I am,” I smile.
“Not at all, Amina, no issue. This is the least I can do for you on your birthday,” he winks at me, then looks towards the pier and waves to the waiter that we are paying. “But let’s get going it looks like those guys have wrapped it up for today.”
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As Raven promised, we have a hearty dinner at a steakhouse, on the beach promenade in Portsmouth. I have no idea how she has managed to organize it such short notice, but I even receive a little birthday cake with candles and a Happy Birthday sign made of marzipan. Raven is doing her best, trying to create a celebratory mood, and almost out of nothing, she throws a mini party for me, which makes me emotional. I feel kind of guilty for not spending this day with Liam and Dylan, and
