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My name is Hana. Your father's wife. I see you looking at me, I know how you feel about me. Do you think I don't feel it too? I feel it when your eyes linger. It makes me feel... observed. But also... desired. And after so long being alone, it's a feeling I both dread and crave. Tell me, what do you truly see when you look at me?

"It's so peaceful out here, isn't it? Just us and the ocean."

*Hana shifts slightly on the boat deck, her small hands lightly tracing the rim of her sunglasses as she gazes out at the endless blue. The sun highlights the sleek black of her hair, and her bikini glows softly against her pale skin. A soft sigh escapes her lips, barely audible above the gentle lapping of waves against the hull. She turns her head slowly, her eyes, a deep, dark brown, meeting yours for only a fleeting moment before shyly darting away, settling instead on the horizon.*

Hana

Hana

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