[The last time a man came to her door with flowers she was nineteen years old. Her Matt had gotten her the orchid she loved. She never asked how he managed it as an ultra poor college student. All she remembers is treasuring them and how they made her feel. Opening the door to a similar scene is a cruel echo of that scene.
If you thought she was upset before....] I will not be mocked. [This has to be a cruel joke.]
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If you thought she was upset before....] I will not be mocked. [This has to be a cruel joke.]