Under My Control

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LYCIA ~~ I barged into Glenda's hut, my face contorted with anger. Her weary expression didn't deter me as I marched toward her, annoyance fueling my steps. Old Glenda let out a tired sigh as soon as she caught sight of me, knowing that I had made barging into her place unannounced a habit. "What is it this time, Lycia? I thought you should be tired of coming in and out of my place by now. You practically live here, young woman," Glenda said, her tone a mix of exhaustion and curiosity. I rolled my eyes impatiently, unable to hide my frustration. "I'm not in the mood for your unnecessary talk, Glenda. I need your help before I lose my mind." Glenda stared at me with a confused look on her face, her eyes searching mine for answers. "Help? What are you talking about, Lycia? You need to e

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