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“If Richard wants to see crazy, I am going to show him crazy!” Ziva swore, storming into the guest bedroom and packing her suitcase. “You are not just going to leave, are you?” Princess Isabella asked, walking in with Lilly following behind. “At least let him come back and hear the whole story,” she suggested. Like her Nana, she believed that there must be a reason for her brothers' actions. “He loves you, I know he does,” Lilly added. She could not wrap around her head what was actually happening but also strongly believed that the two were meant to be. Ziva zipped up her bag before turning to the teenagers in front of her. “Love is not supposed to hurt. If anyone hurts you in the name of love, you kick their balls and walk away,” Ziva responded, her nostrils flaring. The truth wa
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