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She had hoped to avoid the woman she guessed would be at the celebration but after queueing up for the bar behind her, Doe felt the need to say something and the liquor coating her stomach aided her words. Taking a step so she was next to her, Doe offered a sympathetic smile.
“It was never personal, you know that right?”









