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Rachel very happy. Rachel returned from the kitchen with pieces of the chocolate cake I had brought

er side of the table after I had

. It was incredible. I gave my congr

I'm happy you fou

I smiled back. Abruptly, she c

to you. I'm going to grab my record.

er, he spoke rapidly. His mother dismissed his remark. "Oh, bullshit. Essel would undoubtedly be pleased to see it. She murmured, pausing to give me a

as shown a variety of photos by Rachel. Images of her and Michael , Michael and his father, and her relatives. The ones with Michael are my favourites. As a newborn and a young lad, he was adorable. Michael was s

emed grumpy. I laughed as I spoke. "Yes, he didn't want to take any pictures." Rachel clarified. Michael was glaring at me when I looked up at him. He appeared just as sullen as he did in the photo at the m

had finished, Rachel closed it. I rose from the couch. "It

roached me and embraced me warmly. After releasing me, she

eement. "Would you like as

no, dear. That's quite alright

" I said my farewells and turned to Michael , who h

I turned to him, raising an eyebrow. "Where are you headed? You don't n

ou home. Should I fail to do so, she will undoubtedly lecture m

my residence in silence until Michael broke the quiet. "I not

playfully pinched his cheek. "It was, in fact, the

ehend why my mother feels the need to di

tunity to tease him. "Because

u've had your fun. When will y

to face him. "Hmm..." I tapped my chin,

is face. "You are quite crue

then added, "I fail to understand why you are so agitated.

, before turning away and

emark and opened the fro

++

y light and settling into bed, my phone

een, discovering a message from Michael. We had exchanged number

e Mickey Mou

h of embarrassment. How had he seen what

ring through my

ame almost

your window. You were simply in m

; we both knew he h

hat's exactly

y phone remained silent for

I would find somethin

me, I rolled my eyes at hi

r, Michael.

buzzed

d night, Mic

ck on the bedside table. A few minutes aft