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Sandrina smiled up at Hama. She knew deep down in her heart that he was speaking the truth. That everything about him was true and that he would never betray her. She knew that he would never do anything to harm her and with that knowledge in her mind she felt much better about the situation.
Sandrina searched her memory in vain for a thread of him there. She wanted to remember him. There was something so pure and honest about him. Something that she deeply liked about him. Something that she was sure she had been around before.
"Whatever you can provide us, dear Hama. I trust you with my life. Do tell, have you ever been in my life before this night?" Sandrina asked softly, placing a hand upon his forearm that still held her face in his strong hands.
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