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Mike's POV:
   We walked downstairs quietly to find my mother feeding baby Holly in her highchair. "Good morning. Sleep well?" my mother politely asked. "Yeah, we're good I guess," I answer awkwardly, my cheeks turn a light pink. I don't know why I'm embarrassed, but for some reason I am. Maybe it's because of what had happened before.

Eleven's POV:
   I love Mike.

A/N:
Hey sorry this chapter was short. I wrote this during study hall so yah know. Hope u likeeee.

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