Fight

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'Yes, I'm home and I'm fine. You just dropped me off two minutes ago, Cedric. What could possibly go wrong?' Chelsea locked the main door and removed the strap of her bag from her shoulders. 'Okay, I'm inside now. I'll call you later. Chelsea crashed on the sofa beside her. She realised how tired she was as soon as her head hit the soft cushion. A bright light emerged from her phone, she saw a notification popping up, but she felt her eyes shutting off on her own. After resting for a while her neck began to hurt and Chelsea removed the pillow from behind her neck. 'Uhhh...' she grunted in pain. 'Just give it back, it's mine,' a kid's voice reverberated in the house. Chelsea's heart started to pound. She lost her balance and fell on the floor. Her cheeks brushed against the hard fabric

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