…“It’s okay. He didn’t deserve you.” I agree, so I let her go. Standing behind her—wearing the same kind of expression his colleague just had—is the police officer from the door. “Are you feeling a bit better?” he asks kindly. I nod: “I’ll be all right.” His colleague strokes my arm again, and he asks: “Should we call anyone for you? It’s no trouble at all.” “Annie,” is the only name that comes to mind. He nods: “Right away, no problem. What’s her last name?”
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