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"WHY do you have that look on your face?"

"What look?" Isabella questioned.

"You know what look," Dylan said, "You look like you're terrified."

"I'm not."

"I know your look. It's the look you have when you're overly nervous about something." He said.

"I don't have a look." She said.

"Yes you do."

"No."

"Yes. You do," Dylan said, "Why are you nervous. Is it because you are meeting my family?"

"No," she said, "Maybe."

"What, why are you nervous?" He asked.

"Well they're your family. What if they don't like me, or see me fit to be a mom?" Isabella said, "I want to make a good impression."

"They are going to love you. You don't have to be scared." He said.

"I know, I'm sorry. I just tend to over think things. A lot." Isabella said.

"I've noticed." He smiled.

"Shut up."

"Now, are you ready?" He asked.

"Yeah," she sighed, "Sorta."

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