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... de last night’s battle seem like a bad dream someone else had.
Melisa sat outside her tent, choking down a cup of something that the army had the audacity to call coffee but tasted like dirt mixed with tears and broken dreams.
Isabella finally showed up, strolling out of some random soldier’s tent. Her hair was a complete disaster and she wore the shit-eating grin of someone who’d just had her brains fucked out.
"Morning, sunshine," she said, plopping down next to Melisa. ...
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