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Hana blinked; oddly enough, a strange warmth resided in her gut when she looked at the beautiful woman kneeling before her. “Do I know you?” she asked, wordlessly admiring how toned her arms were.
The redhead’s heart dropped to the pit of her stomach, her touch against Hana’s hands still ever so gentle. “You don’t remember me, do you?” she said softly, the devastation in her voice ever so prominent.
Hana stared at her blankly, feeling a little guilty for not knowing who this very tall, gorgeous woman was. “I’m sorry, I really don’t. Who are you?”
The woman blinked back her tears, clearing her throat as she put her arms around Hana to help her stand. “Brigitte Lindholm,” she answered after a brief pause. “I’m… I’m your girlfriend.”