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“Coffee’s great,” she said, accepting thefrom him “So what’s the plan for today? Any more relatives to draw into our web of lies?”

“I was thinking maybe a tour?”

Her eyes beamed “Yes!”

“I didn’t even tell you where the tour is” He laughed “We’ll start with a tour of the house”

The two of the questions at Malik about his childhood in the Middle East, including the weather, what it was like growing up there, as well as the schooling he had received She asked asat a loss, as she had been so

He was so patient; never once did he seean to reciprocate question for question When she asked hih school days in Indiana When she asked hied, and with no small amount of charm said, “We’re supposed to be et to know one another”

With that said, A After all, she was playing a role, not herself Herco up in prep-schools, with a multi-millionaire father Fake Amie probably never had to work at a chicken restaurant, didn’t get dumped the day before junior prom, and had never had braces Fake Airl next door, perfectly suitable forthe parents

So that’s who she would be

After breakfast, Malik began the tour of the house Theyarea It had three large antique sofas centered around a coffee table A grand, marble fireplace sat in front of the set-up, only overshadowed by the ornately-carved ceiling While Amie wasn’t exactly well-versed in home decor, she knew that marble meant money

A sleek piano sat near the seating area and Ahed at that, saying he’d had a tutor for 16 years and couldn’t re still as a child

Nobody likes a show-off, A in her ear, but still, she couldn’t help slide onto the piano bench and begin playing a classical piece “I took piano lessons on the internet”

“Very impressive,” he said and came to sit next to her on the bench “Did you have a tutor?”