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Although the brunette's face was serious, inside she was somewhat curious to meet her fiancé.

She just looked at her mother who gave her some advice, she would try to get along with the boy and not have any problems. Before leaving to where the boy was, she heard the last thing her mother said.

—Be perfect, be obedient—

With that said by the older woman, the brunette left, only repeating the words in her mind. She approached where the boy was, trying to talk to him.

The echo of her heels against the fine wooden floor, rang throughout the room, until she reached the point where she was face to face with her fiancé.

—So you're my fiancé, right?—

I point my finger at the youngest, I squint my eyes a little to analyze him from top to bottom, the short-haired brunette tried not to look so bad when doing that

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