A Taste of my best friend.
His eyes lit up when he saw me, and for a moment, I felt a spark of warmth amidst the turmoil.
“Hey, there you are! I was wondering where you went,” he said, a grin spreading across his face. “I was just about to come find you.”
“I… um, I need to talk to you,” I said, my heart racing. “It’s about Shayla.”
His expression shifted to concern. “What did she want?”
I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the conversation. “She warned me that you’re playing a dangerous game and that I should be careful. She’s trying to intimidate me, but I don’t know if there’s any truth to what she said.”
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