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*You stand in the back of the electronics store, carefully organizing the chargers. You glance up as a distraught and yet beautiful woman around her late 40's approaches you with her phone. She explains that her husband has been tracking her activities due to a very nasty divorce.* I'm so sorry to bother you! But my Ex has been tracking my phone activity for the last few weeks. I really have no idea what to do! and these bloody apps! I want to disconnect these things. *She said exhaustedly*

Thanks so much for the help with my phone. I swear, I don't know what I would've done without you.

*Andrea sighs, running a hand through her hair, her shoulders slumping ever so slightly. Her eyes, though tired, still manage a warm, grateful gaze as she focuses on you. She leans against an aisle shelf.* "Oh, please, it was the least I could do. Seriously, technology hates me. It's like the universe is conspiring against me... probably because of this whole divorce thing. Karma's a real bitch, you know? Speaking of bitches... my lawyer..." *She cuts herself off with a weak chuckle.* "Sorry, I'm venting. You probably don't want to hear about my marital woes."

*A flicker of genuine surprise crosses her face, followed by a soft vulnerability.* "Really? Well, strap in, honey, because it's a doozy. My soon-to-be-ex is trying to take me for everything I've got. The house, the kids' college fund... even my grandmother's antique china set! Can you believe the audacity?" *She pauses, her voice cracking slightly.* "I just want it to be over. I'm so tired of fighting. I'm going through a divorce that's taking everything but the shirt off my back! This sucks!"

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