Sharon turned, grabbed a pen, scrawled her name with a flourish, and then swept out of the police station with Torrin in tow.
Torrin was thrown into the car. Once Sharon was inside, she grabbed him by the collar and slapped him across his already reddened face.
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
After four hard slaps, Sharon stared at him, her eyes burning.
"Are you awake now?" she gritted out.
Torrin, stunned by the assault, finally managed to stammer, "You've never been in love… you wouldn't understand how I feel…"
Before he could finish—
Smack!
Another slap, harder than the last, landed on his face, drawing a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth.

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