Chapter 17

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Mustafa's POV:

Seems like German's plan is working as me and Sahib just saw them leaving the house just a moment ago, but for some reason he doesn't seem to like what's happening here.

- Are you okay? - I asked him, yet I knew what was his problem.

- I'm fine - he replied shortly.

- I don't think you are...

- I'm just worried, you know. You probably don't understand it yet because you don't have a child, but I do - he said - I had two wonderful daughter and one of them is already dad... And I don't want to loose my other one too...

- You won't loose her - I replied, smiling - She will always be your daughter...

Sahib looked at me for a few seconds then he smiled too.

- You're right...

- Of course, I'm right! - I joked.

- Thank you...

Angie's POV:

German took me to the park for a walk and I'm really curious now that what is he planning, but he still doesn't want to tell me. He likes to piss me off!

But while we were walking we could talk quite nicely which was really good and after an hour we decided to just sit down.

- Will you tell me what else are you planning? - I asked him once again.

- Actually... Now yes... - he said then stood up - You stay here for a minute and I will be back in a moment!

Then he ran off and I sat there, confused for minutes when he suddenly came back with two caramel apples.

- Dear god... - I laughed. I felt so happy that he didn't forget about my favorite candy since the first day we met till now.

- This is for you... And of course I'm still not finished - he said, grinning while handing me the apple - I hope you're also excited...

- I am actually! I'm curious what else do you want to do!

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After we ate our apples German took me to the Studio.

- Why are we here? - I asked him, confused.

- Just follow me - he said as he took my hand and just then I heard music from nearby and as we went to where the stage was and my mouth literally hung open.....

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