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 residence

Mitchell’s sister.

you’re done, we can head

was left

Hannah skimmed through

upright in

her conversation with Bryson,

of the call with

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her hands, her hair cascading down her shoulders,

mumbled anything? Why hadn’t Bryson ended the call? The feeling of shame deepened upon seeing Bryson at

even muster

you and

“No.

pressure, Hannah’s hand twitched, betraying her

brother’s clueless, Hannah,” Grace murmured, tugging at her

upset you, just

I’ll set him straight!”

Grace’s expression, Hannah playfully pinched her

waned a

“I’m not upset, really.

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