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A happy couple is a myth. Auguste Elmendrof who is 20 years old has been married to the man of her dreams but dee...
Andrew Wager could see the cup trembling as he came in front of her. The blood was draining from Auguste's face leaving her pale.
"Someone was eavesdropping I suppose." He said elegantly leaning against the door frame with the smirk on his face.
Auguste could feel the lump in her throat, which was stopping her from speaking.
Sweat was pooling in the plastic slippers. "Was there anything on which someone could pry on?" She said with normalcy in her tone.
She could definetly see the uncertainty in his eyes as he analysed her.
"Well then" he said shrugging off "leave the tray inside and get to work, your shift has started.Right?"
Andrew Wager takes the night shifts and Auguste Elmondrof has to take the day shift.
He can't even tolerate her presence for long. And they have followed this routine for a year now.
Today she get this last training session done, and then she will be included in the group which actually treat the injured people.
Everyone who is in their last stages of training classes has to attend it privately where no one could find them.
Enemies keep close tabs on who is going to pass in order to kill them, the students really need to pass otherwise the men will be injured and no one will be there to look after them.
The last classes are always held in the hideout near the lake. Which was abandoned years ago when the oweners of this house and the garage died fighting the cops.
They were considered heroes.
They gaveup everything blindly following what Auguste's dad and his partner told them to fight for.
From then this place is used to keep the supplies for the men who were fighting, sometime its used to keep the crop safe for the whole year.
And when the people pillaged which they do all the time to survive, they do it when the goods are being tranfered from the neighbouring town to the other, the stolen goods are kept here too.
Its all safe here.
So the last training classes are held here.
In this empty, vacant, dark and dusty place.
Whoever makes to these last classes actually kind of feel too very special to be treated like the VIP's , you know.
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The day was not so easy on her, because she couldn't focus on her training. That's the reason she hated these training classes. She needs to be focused, which she was not at the moment.
The trainer showed mercy by giving her a leave. She couldn't give her best for the fact that her brain was unable to apprehend what she heard earlier.
