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Lacey angrily moves over to the chipped green door, her stomping steps pounding out a tempo in the silence of the room, and she pulls the door open with unneccesary force, letting the frigid cold air into the room as it rushes past her. The blast of cold takes her breath but it does not manage to cool down her white hot anger that is balzing like a wild inferno inside of her. 

She shivers as the freezing wind blows under her dress to swirl around her legs. Grabbing her coat from it's spot on top of her travel bag where it sits on the floor beside of the door, she angrily shoves her arms into the think flece garment and pulls it up onto her shoulders. 

“Lace, darling, please just come back in here so that we can talk about this. I honestly think that it will all be okay. Whoever it was that was out th

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