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CHAPTER NINETY TWO
Camila's POV: The first sprouts of the garden had appeared. To celebrate it, Mark got some beer. We sat outside the cabin, staring at the stars and drinking cold beer. It was my first time drinking alcohol. I wasn't sure I liked it, but it made me feel good. Mark had changed after that night he came home bloody. It seemed like weeks ago, but it was only two days. On the bright side, Maia had grown more and more affectionate towards him. Maybe a bit colder to me, but I didn't mind. I would glance at him from time to time, trying to gauge his mood. Maia was curled up in his lap, purring as he stroked her fur. I turned and looked at the expanse of the forest. It was very peaceful here, the night sounds soothing. I drank some more beer. "You didn't have work today?" I spoke up, breaki
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