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Chapter 14
Clarissa
Evander picked up the pace once they were outside and directed her to a short building on one side of town. It was big in girth, but a tall man would bump their head on the ceiling if they were not careful. In the backyard was a large field with various types of targets. And there was an area sectioned off for the fencing class held twice a week.
Evander smiled at her. “The day may have gotten off on the wrong foot. But I am glad that you are alright.”
She smiled at him warmly. Nothing that had happened today could be blamed on him.
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