Keisha's POV “Are you two friends?” Paul asked, glancing between us.“Yes,” Phoebe answered quickly, still smiling. “We’re friends.”“No, we’re not,” I blurted before I could stop myself. “We’re classmates.” Mom’s eyebrows shot up and she gave me a puzzled look. Paul didn't seem to notice, he moved on with the conversation as the waiter came to take orders.I barely spoke through dinner. I nodded politely when Paul asked me questions, smiled faintly at his jokes, but inside I was boiling. My mom kept giving me side glances, it was obvious she knew something was wrong with me but I still tried to cover up. 'Why did Phoebe have to be his daughter of all people?' She was sitting here and smiling at me like she hadn't tried to ruin me years ago. How could she sit still like that? Didn't she feel any guilt for what she had done? How could she be so wicked? She was even worse than Rowan. The both of them were a match made in heaven. It took everything within me not to reach across the
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