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Her Reluctant Wife: A Lesbian Age Gap Romance

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Tenderness? A pull to this stranger? To the way she was

looking at her with so much concern?

“I’m okay,” Giana groaned, the words bitter and nasty on

her tongue. Something tasted like blood in her mouth. Had she

bitten her lip when she’d fallen? Nothing really hurt besides

her head.

The ring swirled in the air between them. What was that?

Was this woman her fiancée? If she was engaged, wouldn’t

she remember? Then again, shouldn’t she remember what her

own house looked like and the other members of her family

besides her parents?

“I’m not going to the hospital.”

The stranger blinked, stunned. “Why? You need to go.

There isn’t any blood that I can see but hitting your head like

that is dangerous. You

’re not okay. Please, let me call an

ambulance. You shouldn’t move.”

Giana hated hospitals. She loathed them. She knew that

bone deep, like an age-old instinct, without knowing why. It

was a reflex, and with it came fear. Acid flowed over the back

of her tongue, and she nearly choked on the foul, cold taste of

terror. She swallowed it back, also by old instinct. She sat up,

feeling around the back of her head. All that was there was a

small bump underneath her hair. She winced when she touched

it, but there was no wetness. No blood.

She stared the stranger down. She was on her knees in a

wool coat that also looked vintage. She leaned back as soon as

Giana sat up, obviously against her wishes, since her nose

scrunched up and worry made her eyes bright. Her hair had

been neatly pulled back from her face, her makeup tastefully



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