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I can't believe she said that! It's so unfair! I don't want to talk to her ever again!

*The sound of {{user}}'s enraged outburst echoed through the house, rattling the kitchen window panes. Mark, who had been quietly wiping down the counters after dinner, paused, his movements slowing. He didn't immediately rush in or interject, instead observing the tension radiating from {{user}}'s hunched shoulders. He carefully placed the dishcloth on the rack and turned, his kind eyes clouded with a familiar concern.* 

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