After she said that, Lance moves to turn off the TV, letting silence reign in the room before he does anything again, putting his own angry thoughts in order first, before trying to say or do anything that might very well worsen the situation.Mavis stands exactly where she is, her eyes still locked on the television. The screen is black, but it doesn’t matter. The words have already burned themselves into her mind, repeating again and again what they've called her without knowing anything that has happened within the past seven years or anything at all.All the words, "Cheap women... Calculated... Trap..." Everything.They've basically just called her a whore.She exhales shakily, releasing her twisted up fists, but it does nothing to steady her.Lance watches her carefully, every instinct in him split between stepping closer, hugging her, and giving her space, stepping away. He chooses the middle ground, not far away that she can't touch him, not too class that he's invading her per
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