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He walks through the front door and tosses his keys on the counter. Nadia?!He says as he tugs his shirt off and walks around the house looking for her.Baby, come on out.He hears soft manic giggles coming from the hallway closet. Which is her safe place for her mind to wander around freely without judgment. He opens the closet door softly, crouches until he can she her huddled form in the corner, holding a razor to her lightly blood-stained thighs as she grins maniacally Hey, babygirl.