The Devil's Handmaiden
After all, he was still Tiffany’s boyfriend, and the last thing I wanted was to reignite our long-standing feud.
“Hey, how’s it going? How was your summer break?” Peter asked, flashing a charming smile that could make anyone weak in the knees.
“Um, it was good. Just me and my art,” I replied, trying to keep my cool, even though my heart was racing.
“Uh… would you like to be my date for the Festival tonight?” Peter asked, his voice low and full of intent.
“What about Tiffany?” I asked, suspicion bubbling up. “Isn’t she your girlfriend? Wouldn’t it make more sense to go with her?”
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