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ORLANDA was still in shock as she read through the lines of the text that has just popped up on her phone, it was a threat, and from none other but George, her ex. *** You can't treat me the way you did and expect a good handshake, or a pat on the back, I am coming for you ***. The text read. "Jeez!", she exclaimed and sank into the bed, lazily dropping her phone beside her. "He was the one who treated me badly, he is the one talking about me treating him badly, what the hell!", she muttered, "what sort of a human is this?", she added. She glanced at the wall clock, it was half past 7pm, she sighed and then closed her eyes to think. Who knows when George was gonna strike, and who knows what he has in mind to do to her, she knew him to threaten people, and always carry out the threat

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