"If she doesn't want to eat, then forget it. Let her leave."Marcus sounded impatient.Lightning flashed across the sky, followed by a loud clap of thunder. He glanced out the window and let out a cold laugh. His words cut deep."Just don't come crying to me again because you're scared of thunder."When my stepfather abused me, he would often shove me outside into heavy rain until I passed out.Ever since then, I had been terrified of thunderstorms. Marcus used to stay by my side through every rainy night.He knew my biggest fear better than anyone. Yet, in his anger, he still pushed me toward the door."Oh!" Lauren's scream pulled me back to reality.Marcus immediately pulled her into his arms and comforted her softly, "Don't be scared. I'm here. I'll go finish cooking. You just stay here, okay?"The scene looked just like the way we used to be.I turned, opened the door, and ran into the pouring rain without looking back. I quickly flagged down a cab.That night, my fever climbed to
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