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I was still pacing. It had been over an hour now, Ben was talking intently to someone over the phone in the kitchen. I heard him hang up and walk into the lounge. My stride didn't falter and I didn't glance his way.

"Carrie."

I didn't reply.

"Carrie."

I kept going, trying to block his voice out, frantically trying to plan as I paced.

"Carrie!" 

His hands were heavy on my shoulders, keeping me in place and forcing me to acknowledge him.

"What!?" I demanded.

"Calm down."

 

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