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... o the pub. This time, the place was far busier. More people from our caravan had gathered there, and even the leader himself was among them.
The pub reeked of sweat, alcohol, and maybe a touch of vomit. Most women would have run out the door the moment that smell hit them, but for me... it carried a strange comfort. Surrounded by these rough, noisy people, I felt something I hadn’t expected.
Welcomed... Needed.
Was it strange for me to feel that way?
"Beatrice! Ha ...
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