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| Chapter Thirty-One |

| MELBOURNE |

| The aroma was the same. The sounds were the same. If Sasha closed her eyes, she could see herself downstairs in the pub, barefoot and serving drinks to the rowdy men whose hands more often than not tried to roam beneath the skirt of her dress. |

| "Sweet darlin', are you awake?" |

| Ashton's voice beside her in the bed made tears come to Sasha's eyes. She knew the humiliation that he must be feeling. He had struggled and fought to make their dreams become a reality and no matter how valiantly he had fought the battle, he had lost. They had lost. They were back to their beginningsin Melbourne, upstairs over York's Pub. |

| "I just awakened," Sasha murmured, rolling over to face Ashton. In truth she had not slept a wink since they had arrived from the outback late the previous evening. Even though they had been given |

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