Perhaps it was Grace’s improved health that had Bryson talking more than he usually did that day.

Hannah, listening intently, occasionally chimed in.

Bryson rose and approached the French window in his room.

Clutching his phone, he gazed out into the night, the smile in his eyes growing more profound as he listened to the steady breathing on the other end.

The sound of her ringtone woke Hannah from her sleep.

Groggy, she reached for her phone and mumbled, “Hello?”

“Hannah, come shopping with me today.

Gucci’s releasing some exclusive bags, and I’ve got my eye on a few.

Need your advice on picking.

The excitement in Lydia’s voice was palpable.

Hannah rolled over, forcing her eyes open.

“Can’t make it this morning.

scheduled at the Mitchell

Mitchell’s sister.

Once you’re done, we can

left

call, Hannah skimmed through last night’s call

upright in

the midst of her conversation

of the call with Bryson,

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her head in her hands, her hair cascading down her shoulders, a blush crept

had she fallen asleep? Had she mumbled anything? Why hadn’t Bryson ended the call?

was so red-faced she couldn’t even muster the courage to glance at

Hannah’s discomfort, whispered, “Did you and my brother

“No.

pressure, Hannah’s

Grace murmured,

he upset you, just let

I’ll set him straight!”

Grace’s expression, Hannah playfully pinched her

waned

“I’m not upset, really.

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