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Vaughn

I watched her for hours.

Curled up. Vulnerable. Mumbling. Shaking. Flinching at every rock of the boat.

I rolled my eyes. What a damn wuss.

Her hair was in a braid. Her bandana was clutched in her hands like it was the only thing keeping her grounded.

I did not get her.

She was not afra...

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