***Chapter 4***
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**1**
“I guess I feel angry.”
“I’m fucking pissed!”
“I had a huge crush on this girl in high school.”
“He came into my house, fucked me, and slammed my door! MY door! That self-entitled son of a bitch!”
“I think I hate her.”
“I’ve lied to and tricked a lot of men…”
“I can’t get her out of my head.”
“I don’t know why I’ve despised men all my life.”
“Is something wrong with me?”
“Is something wrong with me?”
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**2**
*Stupid! Stupid!* Ruby pushed through the glass door hurriedly, and charged through the closing elevator doors. She fixed her tangled hair, short of breath, and looked at her phone for the time. “Idiot, I’m an idiot!” She muttered at herself, deeply embarrassed. Her panties were wet, slippery, and uncomfortable between her legs. She shifted awkwardly.
The elevator doors opened and she walked into the large office quickly. A few people were waiting quietly in the spacious waiting room.
“Hi, dear,” the receptionist greeted, and Ruby smiled apologetically. “Sorry, I’m a bit late for my appointment with Dr. Brito. It was at 3.”