Alex's POV
On Friday morning, the morning of Mitchie's birthday, I woke up at five o'clock, three hours earlier than I usually would to get ready and take Mitchie her presents and a McDonalds breakfast. After showering and drying my hair I dressed in my despised school uniform (as much as I hated it, I had so many fantasies about treating Mitchie like a bad student and 'punishing' her, fantasies which would be fulfilled after her party) then crept out of my house quietly, being careful not to wake my parents or Max.
It was quarter to six when I arrived at Mitchie's house with our breakfast, I noticed that the living-room light was on, meaning that Sonny was awake, and pulled my phone out of my pocket to text Sonny on the number which she'd used to contact me when Mitchie's phone died on a date a few weeks ago.
Alex: Hey, I'm here to bring Mitchie breakfast and presents, can you let me in please? Don't want to knock and wake Mitch.
A few moments later the lock on the front door clicked and Sonny appeared in black sweat pants and a grey sweater. Her long light brown hair was pulled back into a bun and she had her black thick-rimmed glasses on with a mug of coffee in her hand.
"Morning, Alex, come on in, Sleeping Beauty is in her room." She greeted me with a kind, tired smile. As I stepped into the living room I noticed it was decorated with balloons and birthday banners, there was a card and a small wrapped box next to it on the fireplace and streamers hanging randomly around the room. "I do this for her every year, I didn't do it for her thirteenth because I thought she was too old and she got so disappointed she nearly cried so I've had to continue the tradition." She explained as she sat back down on the couch and re-opened the copy of Wuthering Heights she was working with. She picked up a small pink post-it note with something scribbled on it, then stuck it to a page of the book.
"That's cute… I'll just go up and find her; I can't wait to see her face when she opens her presents." I told Sonny, gesturing to the large black bag containing all of Mitchie's birthday presents. "Here, I bought you some breakfast too, can't be leaving my favourite teacher out." I told her charmingly, passing her a small brown McDonalds bag separate from Mitchie's and mine.
"Oh my God, you're telepathic, I was really craving one of these when I woke up. What have you bought her?" She asked curiously with a smile.
"A dress and some shoes for tonight, I got her a new notebook as well for her songs." I told her with a smile, leaving out the part about the private things for Mitchie and me. "Are you coming to her party tonight?" I asked quietly, just in case Mitchie was awake; I didn't want to ruin the surprise.
"Actually I was going to tell you in class today; I can't come tonight, I don't want to watch my underage daughter drinking which I assume she will be. I'll come for the first hour but I won't stay any longer than that; I'm going out with a few of the other English teachers tonight." She told me with a kind smile. "I wouldn't want people there to be uncomfortable because their teacher is there, anyway." She added on quietly. I nodded, glad that she was still coming to show her face.
"That's nice, where are you going?" I asked politely, not wanting to seem rude to her. Really all I wanted to do was run up the stairs and wake my hot, newly-eighteen girlfriend up.
"Just around to some bars, the other teachers asked me to go out and 'loosen up' with them but I've said I'll just be the designated driver."
"Oh… Well, I hope you have a great time, I'm going to wake Mitchie now or her breakfast will go cold." I quickly excused myself and made a quick dash for the stairs. When I reached Mitchie's room I slowly pushed the door open and slipped inside, careful not to make a sound.
When I saw her she was lying curled up into a ball, sucking her thumb with a content look on her face. She looked so peaceful and adorable that I just had to take a photo of her and post it to Facebook.
Alex Russo: This big kid is eighteen today… Happy Birthday, darling! I posted alongside the photo, tagging Mitchie in the process. We were 'in a relationship' on Facebook because I'd made sure to block all of my family so we could be as open as we liked. I didn't plan on hiding it from my family for much longer though.
I placed the bag on the floor and grinned to myself before running and jumping on Mitchie who screamed at the contact. "Happy birthday, gorgeous!" I shouted down her ear to wake her up. She pushed me harshly and I fell to the floor, causing her to sit up and begin laughing.
"Alex… what the fuck?" She asked groggily after her laughter had subsided. I rubbed my ass where I fell on it and climbed onto the bed next to her, dragging the bag with me.
"Happy birthday." I told her happily, emptying the contents of the bag onto the bed around her. Mitchie raised an eyebrow at me before shoving my shoulder lightly. "Hey, don't shove, I've already got ass-ache now thanks to you and your stupid reflexes." I told her seriously, rolling over and pointing to my ass where it hurt. She giggled and manoeuvred herself to kiss my jean-covered butt.
"Sorry, baby," She said as she rubbed the sore spot. I moaned quietly at the contact, willing myself not to get turned on, and then rolled back over. "How did you know it was my birthday?" She asked me with a smile as she picked up the smallest present, the lube, and shook it curiously.
"Your mom told me a week ago… surprise! I have the whole day planned out. You have to open these three first." I told her, pointing to the book, dress and shoes. Mitchie nodded and grinned whilst picking up the book and unwrapping it.
"Oh my god… Alex, how did you even know?" She asked, admiring the small black book with 'Mitchie's Songs' scrawled across the top in fancy gold writing and a photo of the both of us holding hands on the cover. I just smirked at her and gestured for her to open the rest. "Why have you bought me an outfit? It's perfect and beautiful and I totally don't believe that you managed to find something so feminine on your own, but why?" She asked confusedly.
"Later, my darling, all will be revealed later. Before you open the rest I want you to eat your breakfast, it'll go cold otherwise." I instructed her, opening the brown McDonalds bag and pulling her McMuffin meal from it and placing her latte on the nightstand next to her.
We ate in a comfortable silence then I handed her the first present which I knew to be the dress-up set. She eagerly ripped the paper off and gasped at what she saw before getting a naughty look in her eyes. "You dirty bitch… which one's mine?" She asked excitedly. I could literally feel the sexual tension building up inside her upon opening the present.
"You get to be the student… if you're a bad girl you'll be put in detention." I whispered into her ear before biting the lobe gently and sucking on it. Mitchie moaned audibly at the contact and I quickly pulled away, earning a saddened look. "They're for tonight though since I know you need two hours to get ready for school and we don't have time right now." I told her, pushing the bottle of lube in her direction to make her open that next.
"Mmm… cherries… my favourite." She whispered, opening the bottle and squirting a small amount on her index finger before taking it in her mouth and sucking it off. "What do we need this for? Usually you just stick your finger in my pussy to wet it before you put it in my ass." She stated matter-of-factly. I winked and pointed to the wrapped strap-on. She quickly pulled the paper off and gasped at what it was.
"I uh… didn't think that would fit in that tiny hole of yours without some extra lubrication. You'll thank me properly later." I told her with a wink, pushing her presents off the bed, not caring where they landed. I quickly changed my position so that I was straddling her waist and pushed her back down so she was lying down. "Now, it's time for your birthday kisses. Since you're eighteen today you get eighteen." I quickly pecked her lips. "One…" I began, pecking her lips softly eighteen times. "Eighteen. One more for good luck." I told her, connecting our lips and quickly forcing my tongue into her mouth. She moaned at the contact and tangled her fingers in my slightly wavy dark brown hair. We didn't kiss for long because I knew she had to get ready. "Come on, it's six thirty, you need to get in the shower." I told her knowingly, lacing our fingers together and pulling her up from the bed.
She looked absolutely beautiful whilst she was one hundred percent natural with no make-up, her black hair cascading down to the bottom of her ribcage and her pink night-dress falling just above her knees. "Baby, how would you feel about not wearing any makeup to school today, for me?" I asked her as she covered her face to stop me from seeing her without makeup. I sighed and pried her hands away from her face to make her look at me and show me how beautiful she really was.
"There is no way in hell that is happening, I hate the way I look, makeup covers up everything that I hate and makes me look relatively presentable. Don't even ask again because I know that it will just cause an argument."
"Okay," I agreed, defeated, desperate to not make our first argument happen on her birthday. Her day would be perfect and I would make sure of it. "Now get your cute little butt in the shower before I carry you in there and put it on freezing cold." I threatened with a wink. Mitchie rolled her eyes and turned around to head out of her bedroom.
"I'm gonna need a cold one at the thought of what we'll be doing tonight." She mumbled, probably not expecting me to hear her. I stifled a laugh and sat down on her bed, pushing her dirty presents underneath it to prevent her mom from finding them on the off-chance that she came into her room.
An hour and a half later it was eight o'clock and my beautiful girlfriend returned from the bathroom with her hair curled, her makeup done and a towel wrapped around her body which had dried.
"I just need to put my uniform on then we're good to go." She said with a grin, opening her closet doors and stepping inside to change. Five minutes later she re-emerged with her uniform on, reminding me of what she would be wearing later on that night. "Let's go say good morning to my mom. I hope she hasn't made the usual birthday breakfast, I'm full!" Mitchie exclaimed as she kissed my cheek, most likely leaving a red lipstick mark on my skin, and took my hand to lead me downstairs.
We got downstairs to find Sonny dressed in her usual smart and modest school wear with a huge grin residing on her face. "Happy birthday, beautiful!" She called to Mitchie as she walked over to us. She quickly enveloped Mitchie into a tight embrace and pecked her cheek softly. "I see you gave Alex a kiss this morning." She said with a giggle, pointing to my lipstick stained cheek. I blushed, thinking about how many kisses we'd actually shared that morning, and sat down at the breakfast bar next to Mitchie whilst Sonny brought her presents over. "Mitchie, my love, I just want you to know that this time eighteen years ago I was terrified, I'd literally just gone into labour with a baby that I thought I was prepared for; I was so scared of everything you were going to bring but honestly, I'm so glad I got pregnant when I did. You are my world and today I'm so proud to see you as an adult." Sonny said with a tear or two in her eyes.
"Oh, Mom, stop, you'll make me cry." She said as she accepted the envelope and small wrapped box from her mom. "I love you, Mom," Mitchie whispered, opening the birthday card. "Oh my God, Paramore?!" She yelled excitedly. Sonny nodded with a smirk as Mitchie continued to fangirl. "As in I get to meet and touch Hayley effing Williams?!" She shouted in shock. I grinned at my girlfriend's happiness, she looked so pleased and indescribably excited about the opportunity her mom had just handed to her.
"Yes, you get to meet her. I guess you'll be taking Alex?" Sonny asked with a small smile. Mitchie nodded rapidly and ripped her present open, smiling at the gold 'eighteen' necklace she was holding.
"Thank you, Mom," Mitchie told her mom gratefully with a huge face-eating grin. Her mom smiled back before Mitchie turned to me, "And thank you, Alex. I usually don't take an interest in birthdays, this has by far been the best one." She told me, a look of pure genuineness in her dark brown eyes. The way she said it made it seem so heartfelt and in all honesty I just wanted to grab her and kiss her fiercely right then and there. I think Sonny guessed how I was feeling because she excused herself, muttering something about being late for work, and then left the house.
"Mitch, you're absolutely beautiful. You're my girlfriend, you deserve the best and I can't wait to make you scream my name tonight." I whispered suggestively into her ear. I felt her blush against my cheek and grinned naughtily at the effect I had on her.
"Well I can't wait to dress up and get taken by you, but where are we planning on doing this?" She asked, causing the grin to fall from my face. I hadn't really thought about that one, I just thought about what we would be doing. Sonny was letting me sleep over because she knew that we wouldn't do anything whilst she was in. Basically I was relying on her not hearing us and being a heavy sleeper.
"We'll work it out. Come on, babe, we'll be late for school." I told her, quickly cutting the conversation short and grabbing her hand to pull her out to my car. Once we got inside I handed Mitchie a fresh packet of her favorite menthol cigarettes and we both smoked one after she insisted on me finally trying them. Honestly, they were much nicer than my usual Marlboro brand.
After spending the day at school I dropped Mitchie home and instructed her to be ready for seven o'clock. When I got home it was four o'clock and for the first time in god knows how long the sub shop was closed. All of the lights were off and the blinds were closed, leaving the shop pitch black. I flicked on the lights and noticed that there were a lot of banners reading 'Happy Eighteenth, Mitchie' and balloons hung around the room on the walls, the tables were all pushed around the edge of the shop to make a dance floor in the middle but still left room for people to sit, the cash register was gone, typical of my dad, and the porthole leading to the kitchen was locked closed. The counter that the cash register was usually situated on was loaded with bottles of various alcohols and mixers. The soda machine was unlocked meaning that people could get their own drinks and not have to pay for them. There was a huge speaker system which I recognised from the basement after my mom had banned my dad from using it placed at the edge of the room and the speakers were set up in every corner ready for when guests began to arrive at around six thirty. Thanks daddy.
When I got upstairs I found a note from my mom on the coffee table and smiled that she still left me them rather than just texting me whatever she had to say.
Al,
Your dad and I have gone out for the night to give you guys some privacy for the party, Max decided he wanted an invite so we had to leave him, sorry. Be home around one AM, make sure everyone's out by then, don't worry about cleaning up, you can do it tomorrow.
Love, Mom x x x
I grinned and scrunched the note up into a ball before tossing it into the trash can and heading to the bathroom to shower before the party. After showering and drying my hair I chose an outfit which ultimately took me around fifteen minutes, I finally settled on black skinny jeans and a plain white shirt with a gold chain necklace and black flat ankle boots.
At six thirty Bethan arrived with Mitchie's present and Sam walking next to her with their fingers laced. "Hey, slut, you remember Sam?" She asked, dropping Mitchie's present on the nearest table and pulling me in for a loose hug. I nodded and smiled at Sam then pointed to the soda machine and alcohol.
"Nice to see you again, thanks for coming. Help yourselves to drinks. Beth, I swear you'd better keep your phone on you at all times, I'll text you when Mitch and I are five minutes away so you can get this place dark and make everyone hide. Just crank up the music now but turn it off when I text, all right?" I told her seriously, showing her that I wasn't joking or leaving room for mistakes, it had to be perfect.
"Yeah, yeah, I know the drill, bitch. Oi, before you go, this dress with these shoes or plain black ones?" She asked, gesturing to herself. I looked at her and Sam, Beth's short bright red hair was curled slightly and she had on a simplistic red strapless dress that came to the top of her thighs with cream and black heels whilst Sam was wearing a pale green sleeveless blouse tucked in to a black pencil skirt that stopped at her mid-thighs with black shoes on. They both cleaned up pretty well.
"The ones you have on are nice, now I really have to go 'cause I texted Mitch and said I'd pick her up at quarter to seven. " I replied, quickly slipping out of the sub-shop door as Aaron, Ryder, Melissa and Luci pulled up in Aaron's car. I waved to them but walked straight past and round to the parking lot where my car was.
Once I arrived at Mitchie's, Sonny opened the front door and welcomed me inside, she was dressed in a tight-fitting black dress that stopped at her knees, typical Sonny, refusing to dress remotely slutty no matter what. She was adorable about it though.
She had on skin-coloured tights as well which I'd noticed she must have borrowed from Mitchie, and black stiletto shoes as well which were also borrowed from the land of Mitchie's closet. Her light brown hair was wavy and slightly messy and she had on dark smoky looking eye makeup. My girlfriend had one incredibly hot momma.
"Hey, are you coming with us or are you gonna make your own way to the sub shop?" I asked her in a hushed whisper, not wanting Mitchie to foil my plans at the last minute.
"I'll come with you guys, where does Mitchie think you're going?"
"We're going to mine then we're going out," I explained but quickly cut my sentence short when I heard the top step creaking, signalling that Mitchie was coming down. "Better go turn the Russo charm on." I finished, grinning as I saw Mitchie's gorgeous fucking legs descending down the stairs.
My breath hitched in my throat and my heart started to hammer in my chest at the sight of my beautiful girlfriend making her way down the stairs carefully in the clothes I'd bought her. It was like I was seeing her for the first time all over again. "Oh… my… God…" I breathed out quietly, unable to form any proper words in my head at the sight of her. "Jesus, Mitchie… you look… wow… shit…" I rambled, trying but failing to get a decent sentence out. Sonny giggled at me, for the first time she ignored my use of a cuss word, and stood next to me, grinning at Mitchie who had by now reached the bottom step and was giggling at my reaction to her.
"You approve?" She asked innocently through her giggles, twirling round to give me a full view of her and causing her dress to lift slightly from the movement. I could have sworn I was drooling at the sight of her… actually, no, scrap that, apparently I was drooling. Mitchie laughed really hard at the sight and walked up to me, wiping the small amount of drool from the corner of my mouth with her thumb.
"Approve?" I was shocked, as if she even had to ask that. "Mitch, you look fucking hot, like you seriously look beautiful. I've never seen anyone that's ever made me literally drool over them before... shit, Mitch, I just want to…" I was cut off by Sonny clearing her throat, probably becoming fully aware of what I was about to say and feeling uncomfortable. "What did I do to deserve such a flawless, drop dead fucking gorgeous girlfriend?" I asked seriously, causing the blusher on Mitchie's cheeks to lose its status as the only source of colour, she turned considerably pinker and ducked her head down, something I knew she only did when she was uncomfortable with the compliments she was receiving because she didn't believe them.
"Alex, language." Sonny warned me sternly. I didn't even acknowledge what she said, I just took both of Mitchie's hands in mine, causing her to look up and into my eyes.
"Mitchie, I know you don't believe what I just said to you, but honestly, you're so pretty all of the time… tonight you just… wow. You honestly blow me away with your incomparable beauty. Tonight, I promise, as part of your birthday presents, you will feel as beautiful as you really are. I promise that even if it's just for tonight, you will see what I see." When my speech was over Mitchie had a tear in her eye. I quickly wiped it away before it had chance to fall completely and ruin her makeup.
"Well, lovebirds, I hate to break this up, and Mitchie you look absolutely gorgeous, but don't we have somewhere to be?" Sonny hinted, glancing up at the clock to see that it was almost five minutes to seven. I nodded and released my grip on one of Mitchie's hands so I could walk her to my car. I opened her door for her and allowed her to climb into the front seat after Sonny decided she would sit in the back.
When we parked outside the sub shop Mitchie, ever the observant girl, noticed that it looked pretty dead. "Why's the shop closed?" She asked, just as my phone vibrated with a response from Beth after telling her we were five minutes away.
Beth: All set, whore
"My mom and dad have gone out for the night, Max and I were supposed to watch it but I put up a fight because of it being your birthday so they agreed to close up for the night." I lied through my teeth, praying that she wouldn't clock on. Sonny, Mitchie and I all walked up to the doors, I unlocked them, knowing that Beth had locked them once everyone was in to make it believable, and pushed them open forcefully to reveal the pitch black room.
Bracing myself for the loud noise I knew was about to happen, I flicked on the light switch, causing the whole shop to light up.
Before Mitchie really had chance to register the new layout of the shop around fifty people jumped out and yelled 'surprise' and 'happy birthday' and blew into party horns to make loud noises. Mitchie yelped at the noise and grasped my hand for dear life for a brief second before letting go and punching me lightly in the arm. "Alex, you did all this for me?" She asked breathlessly, still slightly stunned from the shock. I nodded proudly and she scanned the room, recognising our group of fifteen close friends from school and her friends Jodie, Paige and Alicia. She grinned at her former best friends then continued scanning the room, recognising various guys and girls from our school that I knew she spoke to. "You, you knew about this!" Mitchie shouted at her mom accusatively over the quickly rising volume of teenagers talking again.
"Guilty." Sonny told Mitchie with a giggle as she pulled her in for a hug. "I knew, yes, but it was all Alex. Don't worry, I'm not staying for long, I really am going out with some colleagues." She explained, pulling away and receiving a few odd stares from people from school. It wasn't exactly a well-broadcasted fact that Sonny was Mitchie's mom so everyone was probably wondering why the hell there was a teacher at a teenagers birthday party.
"Yo, Russo, the fuck is Ms. Munroe doing here?!" I heard Aaron call to me from the drinks table as he poured out a few shots. I watched Sonny cringe slightly at the mention of the F word and tried my best not to laugh at her.
"She's Mitchie's mom, you asshole!" I shouted back just seconds before Beth turned the music back on.
"Do you want a drink, babe?" I offered my beautiful, still shocked girlfriend, holding up a bottle of tequila, trying to tempt her.
"My mom is right there, Alex, she said she never wants to see me drink. I'll have a few when she's gone but I don't want to get too drunk tonight, I want to remember what we're going to and how good you're going to make me feel when you spank me in detention and shove that strap on in my dripping pussy." She whispered the last part seductively into my ear and I just couldn't shake the images of what she'd just said from my head. "You know, it's weird, my mom's a teacher, but I still have the dirtiest fantasies about being spanked and pounded into by a hot, young, dark haired teacher like yourself." She growled, grabbing a glass of soda as if what she'd just said to me hadn't just turned me on like there was no tomorrow.
"Bathroom. Now." I told her firmly, attempting to grab her hand and drag her to the bathroom so she could fix the little problem I had going on in my pants.
"No, baby, you'll get it tonight like you've been promising me since this morning. This is payback for all your constant teasing today." She winked at me and slapped my ass as she walked over to her friends from her old school and started chatting to them rapidly.
I was about to move and go to speak to someone else but Beth walked over to me, leaving Sam talking to our group of friends. She picked up a bottle of whiskey and poured some into a plastic cup, mixing it with soda, then did the same with the bottle of vodka which I knew was for her. "How's it going with Sam?" I asked her, wriggling my eyebrows and taking a sip of my soda. I wasn't drinking either because like Mitchie, I wanted to be sober for the night of naughty, kinky sex we had planned out, and I was driving as well.
Beth took a long gulp of her drink before wiping her mouth and sighing, she'd clearly had more than one. She wasn't tipsy, I knew when she was tipsy, but the drink in her hand definitely wasn't her first. "Mate, she's fucking crazy. I was an idiot to think that she wouldn't be, she works in a sex shop for crying out loud! She's got me trying all sorts of crazy shit and it's only been four days. She's talking about using her sex swing on me and look at what she's done to my fucking back." She told me, lifting her shirt to reveal heart shapes imprinted into her tanned back in lines. Before I even got a chance to ask how she explained, "She's got a spanking paddle with hearts on it so they leave the imprint on my back. I'm telling you, she's insane! I'm going to need a fucking wheelchair soon." She told me in all seriousness. I laughed loudly at her over exaggeration and shook my head at her, sipping my drink slowly and looking over at Sam. I knew she worked in a sex shop so she'd be into some kinky shit but what Beth was telling me was just unbelievable.
"Why don't you just tell her that it's a little too much?" I asked as if it were obvious.
"Now you're crazy, I fucking love this, I just wasn't expecting it. We're looking into having a threesome or a foursome if you're interested…"
"Absolutely no chance in hell, Mitchie is mine and all mine. I think I'd rather die than have to share her or give her up." I admitted honestly, genuinely slightly scared about how I felt for Mitchie. I felt so strongly for her, I knew full well that I was totally whipped.
"Your loss, I would have thought Mitchie would be into that kind of thing after what you told me. Oh, that reminds me, Sam said if you want anything else from the store just to go directly through her since she now knows you're under eighteen she can't sell things to you properly but if you give her the money and tell her what kind of things you want she'll sort it."
"Thanks, I'll bare that in mind."
An hour later and a lot of people were drunk, a few various people had set up a game of beer pong across a couple of the tables and when I looked over I saw Max downing a drink after scoring. He's so my little brother.
"Hey, girls, I was just coming to say goodbye. My cab's here to take me home to get my car so I'll see you later, I shouldn't be home too late. Enjoy your night." Sonny said after finding us near the edge of the dance floor. Mitchie pulled away from me and stopped dancing to hug her mom goodbye then I copied her. "Happy birthday, baby." Sonny said to Mitchie before turning on her heel and leaving the sub shop.
Just after she left I noticed Mitchie's friend Jodie talking quietly with Beth near the laptop that was hooked up to the sound system before the music went dead and Beth's slightly slurred voice rang throughout the speakers. "Okay, guys, we're gonna slow it down a little bit, this one I know is Alex's favourite song. Now, let's clear the dance floor and make room for the most beautiful couple in the world to have a romantic, cute dance." She announced drunkenly. I face-palmed at what she was saying, dreading the song she was about to play.
Joe Brooks – Superman began to blast slowly through the speakers and I blushed when Mitchie began to laugh at my choice of song. Instead of being offended I simply took her hands and led her to the middle of the dance floor. I looked straight into her eyes and began to sing along to the lyrics, directing every word to her. I swayed our hips together and she realised that I was singing to her, about her. Tears formed in her eyes and by the end of the song her head was resting on my shoulder and I could feel a slight wet patch from her tears.
I lifted her head and noticed her eyes were slightly red and her eye makeup had smudged a little. I wiped away her tears and excess makeup with the pad of my thumb until she was totally cleaned up then smiled lovingly at her, not giving a shit that everyone was watching.
"You're so beautiful, Mitchie. You make my heart melt and my southern region pound whenever you're around. If you knew how beautiful you really are… God, Mitchie, you don't deserve to not see it. You need to believe me when I promise you that I have never laid eyes on anything more breath taking than you." I whispered to her as I pressed our foreheads together. She smiled and finally looked back into my eyes. I knew her smile was real.
"Right now, I honestly do believe you. Thank you."
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