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.

momentarily stunned,

"I've been to Africa."

her face, but she quickly

haven't been, just say so! Lying

"I'm not lying."

chin up. "Then tell us, where exactly did

Or perhaps South

my voice unwavering:

The air froze.

"

hesitantly, doubt thick in

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

inside me flared

wasn't the only one there-there were many

Journalists, peacekeepers, aid workers...

they not

swept my gaze across the table,

have I been there, but I lived there for an entire

witnessed wars fought over mineral resources, visited Ebola treatment centers, distributed relief supplies

"I was even shot."

fell over the

staring at

the wine in my glass, fixing my gaze on Sara as my tone turned icy: "One

the Mediterranean-they prefer tropical waters. The Camino de Santiago doesn't start in Portugal; it

lips curling into a faint

It's

face turned ghostly

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