48 I'm tired, let me hug you.

 "Look, my prediction hasn't missed at all. Are you silent? Or even trying to say that I am overreacting or maybe misidentifying people? What do you want to say?" Celine said.

 "N-it's not like that."

 "Get out!"

 "Bu-"

 "I said get out right now!" Celine cried.

 "Listen to me first," Darren begged.

 "Listening to you, you say? Hearing you for what? For me to be patient? For me to understand everything your family does? For me to endure? That's what you want to say, right?" Celine shrieked.

 "No, but-"