MY TWISTED FANTASY

I've always been a sucker for accent, that's why I'm crazy about Pedro. We met at my usual coffee shop, he was a cherub, with an accent. Aye! I fell in Love 'at first sight'. He walked me all the way to my office every morning; the perfect gentleman. We grew to 'besties', we had some late night hangovers in my office. Not once did Pedro touch me sexually or lean for a kiss. There were breezy evenings I badly wanted it.
The next day and the day after, he sends scented white roses to my office and apartment. How does he even know my address? Very attentive to details, I knew it was time to tell him I loved him.
Pedro's text came in late yesterday "Meet me where we first met, I gotta introduce you to someone special'. The butterfly rush in my stomach...Could It Be..? The next morning, I rocked my plain bodycon grey dress, with my bedazzled clutch, makeup popping. I met Pedro standing with a woman. He said to her, "honey, meet my friend Liz, the one I told you about. She's like a sister to me"

Alas, My Super Twisted Fantasy!