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Chapter 16

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Serena

Serena's entrance into the bar was met with a cacophony of noises and a whirlwind of activities that filled the air. The scents in the room were a mix of alcohol and sweat, with the smoky fragrance of food grilling in the kitchen adding to the sensory experience. The dim lighting in the bar created a moody ambiance, with shadows dancing across the room, adding an air of mystery. The bar was a bustling hub of activity, with patrons engaged in conversations, laughter, and clinking glasses, all blending into a joyful symphony. The jukebox in the corner of the room played lively tunes, punctuated by the sound of glasses clinking and the occasional burst of raucous laughter. The decor of the bar was rustic yet cozy, with exposed brick walls adorned with vintage posters and neon signs that added a unique touch to the ambiance. The wooden bar that stretched along one side of the room was lined with patrons chatting and sipping on their drinks, providing a sense of intimacy. Behind the
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