After the Last Tear: Rising from the Ashes of a Broken Marriage By Cassila K

Chapter 29

Chapter 29

Someone immediately burst into laughter.

"Does she look like the type?

"Come on, Africa? She probably rarely even leaves her province!"

Even Jackson smirked faintly, shaking his head in disdain.

Sara squinted her eyes, a triumphant smile spreading across her face.

"Exactly, I asked the wrong person!

"I should've asked her which local market sells the cheapest vegetables or which brand of toilet cleaner works best!"

The table erupted in laughter again.

She, smug as ever, turned away and launched into another topic.

I slowly clenched my fists.

Something inside me was burning.

I thought, I must be drunk.

Otherwise, why would such a childish provocation anger me?

"I've been there."

My voice was calm but firm, cutting through the noise at the table.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

head, momentarily stunned, before sneering,

"I've been to Africa."

flicker of surprise flashed across her face, but she quickly regained her

be so pretentious. If you haven't been, just say

"I'm not lying."

tilting her chin up. "Then tell

Morocco? Or perhaps South

at her steadily, my voice unwavering: "The Democratic Republic of

The air froze.

"

doubt

had too much to drink," another laughed, "making up stuff

inside me flared

wasn't the only one

Journalists, peacekeepers, aid workers...

not "normal

across the table, speaking slowly and

been there, but I lived

over mineral resources, visited Ebola treatment centers, distributed

"I was even shot."

over the

widened, staring at me

my glass, fixing my gaze on Sara

Mediterranean-they prefer tropical waters. The Camino de Santiago doesn't start in Portugal; it stretches from France to Spain. And as for

lips curling

isn't good. It's so easy

face turned

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