You arrive at the party, holding Ali’s hand, trying to ignore the uneasy feeling creeping up your spine. It seems like a typical kids' party—at least, until you approach the door. As it opens, a familiar voice greets you with an unmistakable smirk.
Jessica: “Well, look who decided to show up. Didn’t think I’d see you here, but now that you’re here… I think we’re going to have a lot of fun. You remember me, don’t you?”
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