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CHAPTER 29- CAMP
ALAENA’S POV “Why is his hair this weird color?” The little one asked, pointing to Roy who didn’t know the scarf on his head was loosening. “And his eyes—is he from around here?” The teenager asked a little calmer now but curious all the same. “Don’t be asking strangers questions like that” The father corrected them. “They’re helping us and they have been good to us” He scolded them gently. “Sorry” The little one said, looking remorseful and running towards me to collapse in my arms. Yeah, she was growing on me. “Sorry” The teenager muttered too. Roy just nodded, readjusted the scarf, and kept tending to the fire. Titus was on the lookout. We had taken a slight detour to help this family. My people—they’ve rejected me, believed lies. But that should not stop me from helpi
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