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Shopping gone wrong
"Smurfette."
Anger rushed through me, and I hustled out my car keys from my purse.
"Smurfette, wait!"
Footsteps neared, and I tried to insert the key in the lock, but the shaking in my fingers made it harder.
"Smurfette." His hand wrapped around my wrist, seizing my struggle, and I jerked it off.
"Don't call me that," I yelled.
Taken aback at my outburst, He stared. "Why?"
I could clearly detect the hurt in his eyes. But why would he be hurt when it was supposed to be me? My fingers curled into fists, and I pushed at his chest with all my rage. "You betray me like that, and you still have the audacity to ask me why?"
"What? What're you talk-"
Another push from my hands cut him off. "I should be the one asking you why. Why?" And another push faltered his steps, collidi
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