Reminder

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Your P.O.V.

I got ready for the dinner. I put on a (f/c) dress that stopped at my knees. It was sleeveless and had a (favorite flower) on the left side. It was a formal dinner so why not dress up for it. I had called Rick to pick me up and explained it to him. He agreed, of coarse. He was one of my best friends, besides (f/n). Hmm, (f/n).... We've kept in touch and texted each other. We haven't really seen each other though. Ding-Dong. I got up and opened the door. It was Rick of coarse, "hey (y/n)" "Hey R- John" I winked. I was gonna have to call him John. No slip ups. We went out to his car and drove to the place. The diner place 'Crystal Rock' This was a throwback. This was a place Shadow used to take me to. Were here now and we step out of the car. We walk inside, hand in hand, and go to our table. After I had told Emerald about it, I made a reservation. 

Not long after, Shadow and Emerald walked inside. They found there way to our table. "Hey" "Glad you could make it" I saw that there was no child with them. "Where's Scarlet?" "Babysitter" "oh, of coarse" The waiter came and took our drink orders. Me and Emerald made some conversation. Shadow barely said anything. Emerald is a witch. No, for real. She's a witch, like with magic. What if she magically made the baby? Now that's a silly thought. I almost laughed out loud. The waiter had come around again and took our orders. 'John' dismissed himself from the table to go to the restroom. Shadow got up as well. What is he planning on doing?

Shadow's P.O.V.

(Oh my gosh! It was bound to happen)

I got up and followed John to the bathroom. Did I believe this guy was her boyfriend? As much as Emerald isn't my wife. (Gasp) I knew (y/n) thought she was, but I never said she was. So I let it be and never told her. The reason she thought that Emerald was my wife was because the child. She doesn't even know the truth about the girl. I made my way in after that guy. I went over to the sink to occupy myself. "So, how'd a businessman like you meet little miss (y/n)?" "We, uh, met. I was out getting coffee and I saw her there" "coffee?" I mentally rolled my eyes. I can't believe this guy. (If you don't like coffee then you were ordering something else there) "So why are you pretending to be her boyfriend?" "because she- pretending?" "I know that your not really. It's too well timed and on the spot" "I don't know you think you are saying were not" I think I'm an immortal being who can read minds and- I can read minds... I looked at him, he looked kind if mad. I could see other emotions mixed in with him too though. He can't figure out, don't panic keep cool. He won't know unless you break. "I can read minds, give it up" He sighed. "Okay, I'm not really her boyfriend" "Knew it" I scoffed. "But let me ask you this" "what?" "why were you trying to find out so badly?" "find out? I already kn-" "why were you trying to prove I wasn't?" I stood there dumbfounded at the question. Did I have an answer?

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