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Walking out of the Villa, Edie felt miserably helpless and had no idea what to do or who to talk to about her feelings. She drove around the city and then she decided to find Scarlet Yvette. She had to talk to someone. Edie bought some sandwiches and coffee because this was one of the things that Scarlet loved the most. She parked the car and walked upstairs. “Who is it? It is really early in the morning. Do you have any idea what time I went to bed last night?” Edie had already heard her complaining before she opened the door. The minute she heard Scarlet's voice she started to feel better. Just as she was about to open the door, Edie raised the breakfast in front of her face and said, "Delivery." Scarlet was pissed off at first, but as soon as she saw Edie and the tasty breakfast in