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Edwina

The moment I stepped out of Alfie’s mansion, I didn’t spare a glance in any direction before I broke into a sprint.

Edwina

Nearly a kilometer away from the mansion, I finally halted, my breath ragged as I surveyed my surroundings.

Where am I?

The landscape seemed vaguely familiar, but I couldn’t pinpoint its exact location. With Alfie's men likely on my trail, I couldn't afford to linger, yet blindly wandering without a destination seemed just as pointless.

I wandered aimlessly, my steps carrying me toward a small market nearby. Approaching a young boy selling vegetables, I mustered the courage to ask for directions.

"Excuse me, can you tell me the name of this village?" I inquired, hoping for a helpful response.

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I was seething with annoyance at the boy's insolence, but engaging in a pointless argument seemed futile, so I chose to walk away.

I decided not to ask the next person I came across for directions right away so as not to create a hab