"Nancy." I whispered, scared that if I talk too much, she would plunge the knife into my throat. "You should have stayed away from him." She whispered back and I could feel her shake in anger as she talked to me. "Nancy, calm down. Put the knife down." I said, talking to her slowly to try and calm her down. "He's mine since that first day we met, we liked each other, but sometimes a sl*t like you would come into his life and ruin our relationship." She said, her voice rising a bit. "But you seem to stick to him like bees on honey, and I just can't take in any more. You're not staying away from him so I guess, I need to take care of you myself." She said that made me panic inside, but I don't want her to detect the fear I had. "You don't what to do that Nancy. Please. Let go of me and we'll sort things out." I said to her, but I could hear her laugh behind me. "You really think that I would listen to you? Sorry for you, I not taking any chances anymore." She said to me, seeming
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