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Kiara
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“Are they here?” I ask Kay, suddenly intimidated, and he says yes before walking over to me and stopping right in front of me.
“They are going to love you,” he reassures me, cupping my face before pecking me on the lips and tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear, and I try to give him a reassuring smile. Just then, the doorbell rings and he heads to the front to get it.
Kay and I are currently in London. When his mother got back to him after checking with his father about the dinner where Kay wanted to introduce me to them, she proposed that they come to us instead of us going to them. He asked me if it was okay and I said it was. I thought it was even going to be less daunting, but I was wrong. My anxiety is straight up the roof. Kay is the second
