[Dante's POV] I was sitting in the living room, scrolling through my phone, when the front door burst open and Kali stormed in, her eyes blazing with anger. She slammed the door shut behind her, making me jump. "Where are you coming from?" I asked, anger etched on my face. Kali's eyes narrowed, her chest heaving with agitation. "It's none of your business." she spat, her voice venomous. I raised an eyebrow, surprised. "What's your problem Kali? What do you want? Why are you so adamant on ruining me?" Kali's gaze flashed with irritation. "What do you mean? Please Dante, I have no time for this. Just let me be." I held up my hands, placating. "I know where you're coming from." My expression changed from irritation to anger as I furrowed my brows. "Wait, Kali. You're coming from Mr. Johnson's house, aren't you?" I accused, my voice was low and even. Kali's eyes faltered, and she took a step back, her face pale. "Dante, I can explain-" But I cut her off, my anger boiling
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