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Dave could not believe his eyes when he saw Cassidy standing in front of him. It was more like the roles had reversed now and it was up to him to decide whether or not to return the favor- the same treatment he had received when he visited her not long ago. It was almost surreal to see her there. “Would you rather we stand here and talk or are you going to let me in?” Cassidy asked, her tone was far from polite. She had a cold expression on her face as they interacted but Dave was blind to all of that. Her mere presence in his house was enough to make him die a happy man if the Grim Reaper were to come for him today. “Oh, my bad. Please come in.” Dave gestures, moving out of the way for her to come in. Cassidy hesitated for a moment, rethinking her decision. This house held a lot of pai