FATED TO F*CK
He handed her the earring, and when their hands touched, both of them felt a spark—like a small jolt of electricity.
“Ouch,” they said at the same time.
Katleya took the earring and smiled. “Thank you, Red.”
The young man said nothing and walked away, searching for his friends. When he found them, he quickly approached his twin.
“Did you already tell the emcee you’re singing?” Blue whispered.
“Yes.”
“What song did you say?”
“At Your Glance by 1:43. You’re really good with that song,” Red answered.
“Okay. Thanks,” Blue said and hugged his twin.
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