Ashleigh

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I drop my eyes to the ground at my feet, but then Captain’s fingers are sliding under my chin, and pulling it up, forcing me to face the scene I’m responsible for. “Come on, girl. You’re a part of this,” he whispers. I nod and stand up taller. I’m a part of this.
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