Protect-Her
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(This story is written in English. All Russian is translated.)
"Я думал, ты сказал, что мы в безопасности?"
"Нет, я сказал, что мы в безопаснее."
(I thought you said we were safe? No, I said we were safer.)
[Some dialogue is written in Russian. I will usually put the translation of what is said in parentheses at the end of the sentence/paragraph. After awhile, I may stop translating basic words like "da" or "nyet", meaning yes and no, as those will be used on a regular basis.]
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