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Intro. My heart is racing because of the race and for Rudy interrupting her. "I..." He doesn't seem to know what to say, from the first time. "Did Zed say anything to you?" "No... Why would you say?" I take another step to come face to face with him, and the anger goes Decreasing. "Sorry, okay?" he says quietly. Look at mine eyes and reaches out to take mine, but I I walk away. He ignores my question about Zed, But I'm too angry to care. "Sorry? I am sorry?", I repeat, and my voice comes out as if I were laughing. "Yes, sorry." "Go to hell, rudy." I start to get myself push away, but he grabs my arm again. My anger increases. I raise my hand and slap him, strong. I'm so surprised by my violence and I feel like apologizing for I have assaulted him, but the pain he has caused me is too much stronger than a slap in the face. He brings his hand to his face, to his skin red. Look at me, and your gaze is a mixture of anger and confusion. " What's your pro

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