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The Art of Deception

Author: Re_joyce
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-07 22:22:19

POV: Sienna

The university library's third floor was supposed to be the quiet zone, but tonight it buzzed with nervous energy. I clutched my backpack tighter as I walked toward study room 3B, my shoulder still throbbing from last night's bullet graze. The bandage pulled uncomfortably under my jacket, a constant reminder of how deep I was in this mess.

Through the glass door, I could see them, a circle of students that looked like any other study group. Textbooks scattered across the table, laptops open, coffee cups everywhere. But I knew better now. Nothing was ever what it seemed in this world.

Pedro Vega looked up as I knocked, and his smile was all charm and white teeth. "Sienna! Come in, come in. We're so glad you could join us."

The lie rolled off his tongue so smoothly I almost believed it myself. But I'd seen the real Pedro, the one who'd threatened me, who'd burned down Angelo's Cafe. This version was just another mask.

"Thanks for inviting me," I said, forcing my own fake smi
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