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Her distorted reflection flickered across the chrome surface, warping and twisting as the coils began to glow. With a cheerful pop, the toast sprang up. “Here you go, Erica,” Louisa said proudly, plating the steaming snacks. “My famous grilled-cheese mini pizzas!” Erica raised a brow. “What is this?” “Everything a growing girl needs,” Louisa said with a wink. “Capsicum, tomato, and just a hint of hot spices.” “Really?” “Oh yeah. I love it spicy. Real hot. Can you handle it?” Erica smirked. “Yeah, of course I can.”

She claimed the farthest corner seat, dropping her six-figure bag careless on the plastic chair beside. "Spicy kick?" The lady checked. "Load it up," Sophia grinned. "I'm a spice fiend." "You got it!" The woman hollered back cheery. Sophia had craved heat since kid days, but skin-care strict these years kept her from the heavy stuff. Roadside joint like this? Time to drown the hurt in fire. The lady hustled over a plate piled with chili-dusted wings. "My own blend—secret recipe. One taste, and they're hooked."

Derick sent a smiley emoji. “Things weren’t like this at my former school. Nobody cared who you dated.” “Maybe they don’t have hot boys like me,” he texted, tossing in a wink. Stacey replied with a tongue emoji. “Well, you are kind of cute, but we also had hot boys too.” “You dated any?” Derick sent, his emoji scowling angrily. “Are you going to be jealous of my ex?” Stacey replied, kicking her legs into the air and slapping them together.

The shade sticker read Crimson Vow, and someone had tied a narrow rose-gold ribbon around it with suspicious care. I stared at it. Then translucent comments slid across my vision, like live reactions on a serialized romance app. [@BookTokAfterDark: Oh, she has no idea what that lipstick does.] [@SteamQueen: I can smell the spice from here. I am seated.] [@KindleKiller: He really put his weak spot in a velvet box. Sir.] [@RomanceGremlin: Buckle up. This is about to get messy in the best way.] I almost dropped the box.

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“Let’s start light. Boy or girl, what’s the one name you’d never allow?” “Hmm…” I smirked. “Damian Jr.” He gasped. “You wound me.” I laughed harder, relaxing for the first time in days. And just when I thought things couldn’t get more ridiculous, my stomach growled — loudly. Damian paused. “Was that…” “Don’t say it.” “You’re hungry again.” “No—yes—but it’s weird. I want spicy mango and toast. Together.” He blinked. “Spicy mango… and toast?” I nodded, eyes wide. “And maybe some marshmallows.”