~Anthony~ Aspen was elated and led me to the kitchen. I hoped she wasn't up to anything dubious. With the press trying to nail everyone, no one outside our circle could be trusted. "How old are you, again?" I asked, and she smiled. "I'll be eighteen next month," She said, beaming at me, and I nodded. "In other words, you are seventeen," I said, sounding uninterested, and she nodded. "Good to know," I said and planned to maintain my distance. I wouldn't want a scandal. We entered the kitchen, and she moved to make the tea. She brought out some muffins from the oven, and they smelled fresh and delicious. "Fresh muffins?" I said, sniffing the air. The flavours were divine. She nodded with a smile and then bit into one of them. She closed her eyes and savoured the taste. I reached for my cup of tea and took a sip. It was herbal tea. I appreciated the fact that she didn't decide to serve me caffeine. She brought me two flavours, a banana and a Blueberry muffin. "Who made them?" I a
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