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Ch. 31: City

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Astrella's point of view

Another week flew by so fast, and now we’re got ready to return to the city. Dax and I have spent a lot of time getting to know each other, but there is still something about him that I have not been able to grasp. However, that is not a problem. At the very least, I have been able to see a different side of him, the side that he allows me to see. I will not ask for anything else. The most important thing is that we are finally getting along.

I have truly enjoyed my time here, especially the time I spent with Grandma. The countryside is calm, which is a sharp contrast to the chaos that awaits us when we return to the city. Yet, Dax's world is meant to remain there, with all of the responsibilities weighing down on him.

I inhale deeply, bracing myself for what’s to come. Before we left, he told me he’d give me a gun, one I could hide on my thigh for protection. I smirked at the thought. He’s not worried I might use it on him. Then again, even if I did, I doubt
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