The Vow- Part 6

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*Mia's P.O.V*

'Dad,' Charlie gulped, 'This is Mia. My fiancee.' He placed his hand on my waist, pulling me closer to him. I faked a smile at Charlie before looking back at his Dad, 'It's a pleasure to finally meet you, sir.' He cocked an eyebrow as he looked at me up and down, judging the way I looked and spoke. My back felt itchy because of the fabric of the dress Charlie bought for me- I wasn't used to it. 'Shall we eat dinner?' His Dad mumbled and we slowly followed him to the dining room.

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I stared at all the food on the table and could feel my mouth watering. I have never seen such a wide variety of food- from pork to seafood. All of it looked so good. I was passed some chicken and I scooped a spoonful on my plate. In the end, my plate was filled with loads of food. 'So, where do your parents work, Mia?' 'Paris, sir.' I spoke with my mouth full and I even accidentally spat on Charlie. 'Ahh!' He smiled, 'France?' 'No.' I shook my head politely, 'Paris- it's the name of a charity shop my mum owns and my dad is a postman.' 'Oh.' He took a quick sip from his wine glass- like he was disgusted because we weren't rich like them.

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