An Enemy Called Mate
Tania's voice echoed, her tone playful.
I turned to her, a small smile on my face. “Everyone has their awful backstory, I believe. Mine is cold and creepy, not exactly bedtime material.”
Tania's eyes sparkled with intrigue. “I can handle creepy things.”
I raised an eyebrow, sceptical. “You almost backed off during my transformation,” I teased.
“But I didn't, did I?” she replied, her voice laced with bravery.
Before I could respond, I noticed a black sedan that accelerated towards us. It halted beside us, and a masculine figure leaned out of the window, fixing me with a cold stare.
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