[it's not a great feeling to be so easily and bluntly called out, especially when she's so wound up and upset. Cecelia scoffs, then scoffs again, just opting to turn back around and start her march down the sidewalk, hugging her arms miserably to herself.]
I don't. I don't and I don't care! I'm getting out of this...stupid city. There! That's what I'm doing! Happy?!
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I don't. I don't and I don't care! I'm getting out of this...stupid city. There! That's what I'm doing! Happy?!