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Diane's POV “I don't need your permission to do anything,” I retorted instantly, taking a sip from the bottle he passed to me immediately after. A frown took over his face at my words, “I'm only trying to protect you, we both know that it is not safe out there,” His voice lowered as he explained. I let out a scoff, feeling bitter from his rejection. “I don't need protection from anybody, especially not you,” I snarked defensively folding my arms as I leaned against the cold countertop. “You don't need to act all tough, I know the truth,” He said gently as though he was placating a child. I was beginning to get annoyed by his usually gentle demeanor, he normally flared up and made threats, yet he was being nice to me for a reason I could not understand. Yet, his statement caught my