MAID OF REVENGE
My two classmates friends—people I had trusted that they can’t do something bad to me, stood just a few feet away, silhouetted against the shadows.
Crissy’s perfectly styled blonde hair caught the weak light, her designer coat immaculate even in this hellhole. Miguel leaned casually against a rusted pillar, arms crossed, his usual easy smile playing on his lips. How were they here? How could they possibly know this place?
“Yes, dear,” Crissy replied, her voice smooth as silk, laced with a sweetness that now felt poisonous. The corners of her mouth curved into a smile that didn’t reach her eyes—cold, calculating, almost amused.
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