"I never want to see you again!" the woman in an expensive-looking black pantsuit shouted at the top of her voice across the narrow street. Everyone who was going about their business in the bustling city of New York stopped dead in their tracks as they set their sights on the young man holding a blue umbrella who seemed to be the addressee of the woman's anger.
The woman in her early twenties seemed to be shaking with anger as she looked daggers at the man who bowed his head in shame from all the dirty looks he received from the passer-bys. A lone moment passed before the man opened his mouth and speak in placating tones, “Jodi, please do not make a scene out here,” as he crosses the short distance between them.
“I will do whatever I want, do not tell me what to do or what not to do!” she spat at him as she clutches her leather bag tighter in her arms as though it can give her the comfort she seems to be craving for. “You are not feeling well, I will send you home now,” the patient man said as he grasps the upper arms of the young lady and turned her towards the direction of his car parked beneath some willow trees.
The busybodies started to disperse at the sight of them leaving when suddenly there’s a sharp cry coming from the hysterical lady who now lies limply in the young man’s arms. “Jodi, wake up! Please do not try your famous fainting act here,” the man uttered in pleading tones. That was all I got sight of as police officers poked their noses into this modern day scenario.
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