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Andorra felt completely and hopelessly lost. I should be in Lena's arms right now, or at least holding her hand, at our wedding reception! There is no way in space that I'm supposed to be holding Chetyrnadtsat' in a death-grip and fending off more kriffing Sith! When are they ever going to stop attacking? You'd think they'd learn, after what happened with me and Darth Virul. Even his inhabitation of my body didn't last. I was redeemed, and yet another wave has come. What did Lena and I ever do to deserve this?
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