"Don't you dare turn your back on me, Kristoff!" I yelled at him as I desperately fought off the tears trying to escape my eyes.
After a moment, he turned to face me.
"I've had enough of you. I've had enough of this, Darla. This," Kristoff made a sweeping gesture encompassing the space between us, "whatever this is, ……
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