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Andrea looks away from Lance’s venomous gaze and whispers, “I’m sorry Rebecca, I just remembered I have to do something at home. I’m afraid I have to leave now.” Rebecca bites her lip and looks between them, “Wait, do you two know each other?” “No, I don’t know her,” Lance says, his voice cold and flat. Andrea stands and gives Rebecca a quick hug. Her heart hammers in her chest and she feels Lance’s eyes on her, judging her every move. Rebecca’s face is pale with worry, but she’s too polite to force Andrea to stay. “I’m sorry to you see you go,” Rebecca says. Andrea nods and rushes into the hallway, desperate to get as far from Lance as possible. She can hear Rebecca and Lance following her into the hallway and she fights the urge to run out the front door. She kicks the slippers