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Calista POV I've got to give it to the damn triplets - they really meant they were staying. At one point, I was going to try and kick them out, but they were bringing in business. After word spread that they were at the pub, the place was buzzing with excitement. I actually started to feel a little bad for Dean. It was clear he was uncomfortable with crowds. The sight of his tense shoulders and nervous glances revealed his unease. I remembered noticing the same thing at the club, but it was even more evident here. He constantly stepped out, seeking solace, and I was pretty sure he polished off an entire pack of cigarettes in the process. As I stood behind the bar, finally getting a break for a few precious minutes, I leaned against the wall, feeling the rough texture against my skin. My
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