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My MariaChapter 4
Maria had to translate some of her yelling for me. “Nyet”, I understood. I’d never heard Russian words spoken with so much venom before. Maria held her from behind and pushed her up against me so we could both hold and soothe her. She finally woke and looked around, started crying, and as we held her, she apologized. She thought her commander was raping her. She didn’t let it happen before, the first time, and she wasn’t about to let it happen in her dream, the second time. Her dream was just...