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“I don’t know,” Sophia whispered. “I-… I wish I knew what to say,”

“Okay, Okay. We’ll do it your way,” he nodded and picked up his pizza, taking a bite. 

“Well not now but when she’s not expecting it. Palms up, girl. Palms down, boy.” Eva nodded. “And once they get hitched we’ll need a chain and her wedding ring.”

He sighed. “Fuck.” He looked at the door when the doorbell rang. He kissed Sophia’s cheek. “I’ll be right back.”

“Good,” She took another bite from her slice. “Mmmmmmmmmm.”

“How can you believe all this stuff?” He raised an eyebrow.

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