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His eyes scanned me from head to toe and then he looked at my purse at hand and spoke in his rough uneven voice. “Where are you off to?.”

My temper rose to the brim as though I was an overheating kettle that had been whistling for an hour and its contents had begun to dry up.

“Your rent!!.” He yelled and I could see people turning around to stare at him but mostly me.

My face tightened and I raised my hands unleashing my anger on his face, I pulled him closer by his collar and snarled at him.

“Look here you ugly little thing!!, my rent is due next year and because I refuse to have sex with you who is old enough to give birth to my father doesn’t mean you have the right to harass me and play innocent with me in public or anywhere!!.” Yes, I was that same woman whose voice could be hardly heard in the elevator and yes I was a time bomb waiting for my victim to unleash it on.

I pushed him and turned around to leave, a smile laced my lips when I saw how red his cheek was from the slap.

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