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I gratefully sat down on a fallen log once we were settled and stretched my aching legs. It had been quite some time since I’d covered so much ground in one day and I was unused to it. I was looking forward to getting some sleep, although we’d have to take turns keeping watch to make sure no one came upon us while we were asleep. Belial rummaged around in his backpack and then passed me a little brown bag. “Here. You need to eat something.” I raised my eyebrows as I caught it and checked inside, finding a sandwich and a bag of chips that he must have packed for me. f**k, why was he so nice to me? I wished he would stop. Okay, not really, because I was pretty hungry, and I appreciated him thinking of me, but he really was making it hard to dislike him. “Thank you. Are you going to eat any
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