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She pulled her hand away from Noah's grasp. She cocked her head at Ellise, curled her lips in disgust, and waited for her response. Nevertheless, Ellise has always been adept at infuriating her by doing nothing. She showed no reaction as if she never said anything that upset her!
"Baby—"
"Shut it!" she snapped at Noah. Her temper took over her rationale and Noah became the receiving end since Ellise was still not saying anything at all!
She turned her head to Noah, and said, "Don't act like you need to protect me. I'm not a fucking damsel in distress that needed your protection. I know how to take care of myself!" She pushed the chair so forcefully that its legs scraped the Moroccan tiles of the library.
