Tricia took a slow, hesitant step forward, her hands nervously rubbing the back of her neck as if trying to ease the weight of guilt pressing down on her. Her eyes, wide and unsure, followed Donald’s every movement as he turned away and made for the kitchen exit.But before he could disappear, she reached out, almost desperately, and clasped his hand, stopping him in his tracks."I want to say something, please hear me out," she said softly, her voice almost cracking.Donald pulled his hand away, his jaw tight with irritation."I'm not in the mood to listen to your talks. I'm exhausted. It's been a long day. I need to go to bed," he muttered, not even looking at her.Tricia’s heart clenched at his cold tone. Panic bubbled up in her chest as she rushed ahead of him and blocked the doorway with her body, spreading her arms slightly like a barricade. Her voice trembled, but she stood firm."I'm not going to let you leave until you listen to me.""I'm not going to listen, and you can't fo
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