Natalia stared at her reflection as she washed her hands. The dance with Christian brought back memories that she wanted to stay buried. For just a few seconds she remembered how they were back then. It reminded her of how naive and innocent she really was, trusting Christian with everything she was. Closing her eyes briefly, she took a deep breath. She still had to face him again and she wanted to be ready.
Opening her eyes, she met with blue eyes of a woman that seemed to be studying her.
'Are you ok?' her voice was low, throaty and seemed genuinely worried about her. Her French accent making its way into the words she spoke.
Natalia gave her a small, reassuring smile, 'yes, thank you.'
'I'm Adrienne Giroux,' she extended her hand, a smile playing on her brightly painted lips.
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