Holding Hands

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The next few days passed in a bit of a blur for Serenity. Damien woke her up to train each morning, always alone. She enjoyed the activity, and the look of frustration every time that Damien thought he had the upper hand and she beat him anyway.   “What the hell kind of training did they put you through?” He asked in frustration one day.  Serenity just chuckled.   “Don’t be mad. I’m simply better than you.” She grinned playfully. He grinned back and they started sparring playfully.   After training Damien would leave to take care of his duties. If Mel wasn’t busy, they would get coffee together, Mel saying she didn’t want to miss Serenity attacking Leah again if she cut in front of her. Serenity would have been happy to never see Leah again. When Vlad asked if anything eventful had ha

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