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*Mirabella's POV* --- "Your girlfriend? How?" The redhead asked me dumbly, and I just gave her a bored look on my face. "How do you act if you are with your girlfriends, Zef? Just act like one." I told her, and she seemed to get it now. "Okay, are you sure that you are okay with it?" She asked a dumb question again, and I took a deep breath. Relax, Mira, you need her. "Will I ask you if I'm not? Just play along. There are actually people on the other table that has been looking at us, and they are my classmates back in my college days in New York. Just do what you are good at." I replied, and she smirked, then she bit her lower lip. "Cool! I can do this all my life." She let out while smirking, and I looked at her weirdly. What did she say? Then, I noticed that three of them are abo