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    Norah walked back to the vi, tossing her bag aside, and began unbuttoning her clothes as she climbed the stairs. Upon reaching the bathroom, she filled the bathtub to the brim, added some rose essential oil, and slowly lowered her body into the warm water.


    Leaning back against the tub’s edge, she let her mind wander, reflecting on the recent events.


    Sean’s justification reminded her of simr experiences with other men. Women, particrly those considered attractive, always seemed to attract attention, no matter what they were doing. The “other men” she referred to were just average men. They acted impulsively, driven by desire, often rationalizing their behavior without ever considering consent. A multitude of thoughts raced through her mind, and it was only when she realized Sean’s sense of entitlement that everything clicked. Sean, too, was just another man.


    It was absurd how men could ignore a woman’s desires in the name of lust, imposing their will without a second thought.


    A woman’s thoughts, her needs, and herfort mattered just as much. She took a deep breath and submerged herself underwater, trying to clear her mind.


    She remembered the time at Sun Park when she epted Sean’s confession. She had expressed her difort with him getting too close to other women, and the same applied to her. Was it possible that, in a moment of desire, Sean might sleep with someone else?


    The thought alone made her resurface, water droplets tracing paths down her cheeks.


    A determined glimmer appeared in her eyes. If she ever found out, she would seek revenge before leaving. She had already disrupted the Carter family; now, she wondered if the Scott family could withstand her fury. She clenched her fingers, dreading the thought of that day ever arriving.


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    They hadn’t been together for long, but already, tensions were rising between them. She covered her head with her hand, feeling a headache beginning to form. When she had discussed this matter with Alice, she still had lingering doubts.


    “Alice, am I overreacting?” Norah asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty.


    When Alice returned, she grabbed arge yellow mango, nodding vigorously with a spoon in hand, as though lost in thought.


    “To me, it seems a tad melodramatic. It’s just the kind of intimacy thates with being in a young rtionship,” Alice responded casually.


    Norah blushed, feeling unsure. “Um, well, I…”


    “But, since you’re in a rtionship, he should respect your feelings. I agree with you. If something bothers you, speak up boldly. Otherwise, men might exploit the situation and overstep.”


    Norah towel-dried her damp hair, feeling her anger and frustration slowly dissipating. Reflecting on these issues alone had only fueled her irritation, but after opening up to her friend, she felt clearer, more at ease.


    “Love can make women act unpredictably. I’ve experienced it myself,” Alice continued, taking a generous bite of the mango. “Men often find such spontaneity attractive. Don’t stress, I can see how much he cares about you. Don’t be afraid to express yourself freely.”


    Alice’s eyes narrowed with contentment as she enjoyed the sweet, juicy mango. The ones in Cend were delectable, sweet, and affordable. Some were evenrger than her hand!


    For Alice, the best parts of being in Cend were the food, clothes, amodations, and transport—everything was cozy and convenient.


    “Don’t worry; I’m sure he’ll apologize tomorrow. However, I think there might be a misunderstanding between the two of you. You should discuss it when hees to apologize.”


    “Alright,” Norah agreed, feeling reassured.


    She had always been upset by how some men used intoxication as an excuse to act on their desires, disregarding a woman’s consent, often causing harm. Whenever she and Alice went out, they encountered many oblivious men trying to strike up conversations, which made Norah dislike such individuals even more.


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